We had an unexpected early call yesterday from the shelter to say that Ginger Jenny was ready to come home so John and I set out.
I mentioned she was skittish and she Did Not want to get in the car but once she found a safe spot on the backseat floor, the trip home was uneventful--except for a massive upchuck I discovered at the end of the ride. The road is very winding and I'd throw up too if I rode on the backseat floor.
She is settling in well and approves of the food She also likes Bobadog. She's seen and ignored the cats and explored most of the house.
I hope to get better pictures soon--she rarely stops moving. Her hound nose is busy every second in our smell-rich environment.
