Mavis was sentenced to 10-14 days in the cone of shame after being spayed on the 20th–the day I got her. In truth, she was less bothered by the cone than me or her fans. I’d never seen her without it and was thrilled last Monday morning when the veterinarian took it off. Without the…

A great friend drove me to Lawrenceville this past Friday afternoon to pick up Mavis. Folks in the waiting room had come for one of Mavis’s siblings. Apparently, the adopted pup was their second choice–behind Mavis. Mavis was the last pup they brought out. Like her sisters, she was in a cone. I’m glad. Without…