The man that has been taking care of the Golden Retriever puppies for the last month or so called today and said, “seeing that the weather is supposed to turn sore, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind picking up little Peanut…” I was actually thinking, but peanut is right here, in his cage…<.i> but leaving all sarcasm and silliness aside; we’re picking her up in a few minutes. We’re both nervous and excited. I hope it all works out well. Next I should be posting some pics.