Meet Amelia, adopted just a few hours ago from The Barking Lot. Why Amelia? Because she’s ridiculously cute, friendly, outgoing, and we just had a feeling she’d be a good companion for us and for Dozer.
Why the name Amelia? Because her mom is named Earhart. I floated other names but they all got shot down, including Micro, Spitfire, Dagger, Lockheed, and Breadcrumb. But that’s okay. I like Amelia just fine.
The shelter lists her as a corgi/Coton de Tulear, though one of pieces of paperwork says she’s a Maltese mix. We saw a pic of her mom and she’s definitely got corgi proportions, but it’s not really evident in Amelia. So, yeah, she’s scruffy mutt, which is my favorite kind of dog.
She’s about seven months old, born to Earhart in Kern County as the runt of the litter. She’s tiny now and will probably remain quite small.
We know that she seems to get along fine with other dogs, is curious about people, can apparently down a large piece of salmon in no time, and likes to carry fallen leaves in her mouth when she walks.
Dozer’s a little jealous, but we’ve already made some good progress with that just this afternoon. He likes little dogs, and we think they’re going to be good buddies. It just might take some work.
Here’re a couple of pics. The first one is her shelter pic, and the second one is her as we set out on the drive home from the shelter. She spent most of the time curled up in my lap, resting and napping while I fell in love with her.