I was doing a vintage shopping run a couple of days ago and found a fabulous wicker shelving unit for the boutique. As I was loading it up, I saw a Rottweiler puppy with no collar and no owner in sight, about to dodge into 4 lanes of traffic. I swooped him up and put him in the car. He doesn't have a microchip. I have no business with a puppy. Crate training, obedience training, and lots of exercise are on the agenda for this guy. Any takers? I named him Sunny. After the not-so-sunny neighborhood where I found him, in Sun Valley. Oh. And here's a song that is kindof fun that matches his name. Thanks Herb Alpert! It's snowing on the east coast, and sunny here in LA LA land. No complaints!
XO, M.E.
