Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me a Match!

We survived the home interview on Sunday! Sweetie and I were all scrubbed and clean, the house was in good order and the back yard looked inviting with lots and lots of grass (and of course, a secure fence). The interviewer showed up with her GINORMOUS Golden M___, who I swear was at least 1/2 fur.

M___ was very excited to meet us but the minute she caught sight of the kitties tried to hide behind her mommy. Apparently M_____ had been chased by a Persian earlier in her canine life and had a real fear of cats. Fluffy stuck around for a tentative sniff, all the while doing the Arched Cat Back of Warning. The Bad One, on the other hand, promptly decamped from the living room for the kitchen where he immediately got up on top of the cabinets. He was having nothing to do with the dog.

Sending M's discomfort, her mom suggested we go out back to inspect the fence. It was a pretty easy process and our fence passed with flying colors. M___ just kind of sniffed around and stuck with us.

We headed back inside to sit down for a chat and went over some of the same ground that I had gone through in the application and the phone interview. She also did a very good grooming demonstration. It was very helpful. Then, with M____ literally pulling her out the door, the interview was over.

Now, we wait to hear from The Matchmaker. There is one pooch G____ who I have seen on their website and have simply fallen in love with. I sent the link to my dad and he wants to adopt G_____ now too! Unfortunately for him, I saw him first. I have no idea when we will hear from the Matchmaker - or even if they will mention G___ for us.

But, another step down!