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Dear Stephanie & Todd,
We have been glued to channel 740 since Sally arrived at the house! Even Freddie has taken a break from her jam-packed schedule of long walks and LegLyft excursions to catch this must-see TV with Joey and me! ![]() Sally She's been fun to watch, but what we've loved most is seeing the two of you warming to a new dog. We think she's just about perfect. Cute, smart, energetic, curious, affectionate. ![]() Sally Freddie, Joey and I had a meeting and envisioned our ideal dog for you. Most importantly, we decided she would need to love walks, car rides and outings. And, in keeping with our family tradition, we thought it best if she was an adorable terrier type, just like the three of us. We also decided she should be a little smaller than we are. (No offense, but you aren't getting any younger and we want you to be able to pick her up easily for many, many, many years to come!) ![]() For several weeks, Joey and I spent each morning helping get the new Rainbow Bridge arrivals settled and then, instead of playing or napping, we searched PackFinder and the rescue pages of Snoutbook. So many dogs need homes! (Too many dogs need homes!) At first, Joey wanted to send them all to live with you. "Stephanie and Todd are the best people ever!" he would say. "All these dogs deserve to be part of the Belcher pack." ![]() Each night, when Freddie returned from her daily outing and after we'd eaten dinner as a family, Freddie would review the dogs Joey and I had picked as possibilities. "Nope. Nope. Maybe. Nope," she'd say, rapidly swiping left and right (mostly left) with her paw. We followed the same process day after day until about two weeks ago. "Oh! I think this one is good." Joey said. ![]() "Hmm," Freddie said, reviewing Freckles' profile and photos before studying the background check report. "We think she might be the one," Joey said. ![]() Joey and I awoke to find Freddie already gone for the day, a Paws-It note stuck to our requirements list on the wall. "Keep looking. Love, Freddie," it said. And so we did. (We always do what Freddie says!) Then, just a few days later, we came across Sally, or Bingo as she was called in her before life. Joey saw her picture on PackFinder and before he even read her profile, he showed her to me. We both knew at first sight she was the one! No question: She would be the next Belcher dog. ![]() "Find any good candidates today?" she asked as we gnawed on after-dinner bones. This time, Joey and I had decided to play it cool. "We found one who might be an option," Joey said as he slid his iPaw over to her. ![]() "It's her! She's the one!" Freddie woofed. "Did you notice? She even looks a bit like me when I was a young pup!" (Joey and I exchanged looks. We realized that resemblance would help seal the deal for Freddie.) We couldn't contain our excitement anymore. The three of us tumbled out into the yard, running, barking and clashing against each other until we were exhausted. When we headed back into the house, Freddie logged onto the site of the rescue caring for Sally and sent a Subliminal Message (it's kind of like a text message we send back across the bridge) that Sally needed to wear a red collar so Stephanie would be sure to recognize her. Then Joey fixed us a fresh batch of bones and we turned on the TV, flipping to channel 740. ![]() When we saw Stephanie begin to fill out the rescue's application, we had to run around outside for a second celebration. (Who knew this dog placement process would be so exciting - or tiring?) ![]() The day Sally arrived at your house was the single best episode we've ever seen on channel 740, paws down, and we can't wait to see what happens next. ![]()
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