Even before John and I were engaged we had talked about the type of dog we would have. For me, it’s always been a dog that can go running with me. This past month Rue and I defeated 20 degree temperatures, ice, snow, and cabin fever three times. Each time I came home with a happy tired puppy. This past month was also Rue’s first trip to doggy daycare. 9am to 5pm and while we don’t know exactly what happened in there, we imagine Rue being unable to stop playing with the other dogs. This is mostly because of Rue’s personality and also because she zonked out when we brought her home and slept pretty much the whole time until the morning. Might not be a bad idea every once in a while… I can think of no casualties this month, so after 8 months either we’ve grown quick enough to catch Rue or I’m starting to care less. Either way is fine for me!