Emma Jo Roxanne Buxton

Nearly six months after Maggie died, we decided it was time to add a new dog to our family.  After several false starts, I happened upon a picture of a shelter dog in Pueblo who looked exactly like Darcy.  That seemed like fate, so Carol and I got in her little car and headed down 1-25.

We reached the shelter...

and began our search for "Roxanne." 

When we finally found her, she was huddled in the back of her own private cage.  

I asked to have her brought to a meeting room.  She had to be carried in because she was too afraid to walk on a leash. 

Part of me thought, "This will never work."  Then I looked at her cute little face, and thought, "Well, maybe."

Bit by bit, 

she began to warm up to me. 

"Come on, little girl.  Let's go home."

October 2012