Mack and Shy: Ambassadors for the breed
In March 2010, I adopted a pit bull that we named Mack from the San Martin Humane Society. At the time, I didn’t really notice there was another dog in the kennel with him. I was only interested in adopting one dog. About three weeks later, my husband noticed the Pet of the Week in the Gilroy Dispatch and mentioned how much she looked like Mack. We went to see her and found out that she had been brought in as a stray with another dog, but he’d been adopted and she’d been lonely and depressed. As we got more of the story, we found out the other dog was Mack. So we brought him to see her. When they saw each other, it was an amazing reunion. They ran and jumped on each other, licked each other and finally laid down together to rest. What a love story … we adopted Shy and brought them both home.
Oh, she may look cute now, but …
From time to time, I do stupid things. Oh, they don’t sound stupid before I do them—but they end up stupid. Take the last month or so, for example. We decided to paint the outside of our house, which would be awesome, except we have No-no Lulu, the dog from hell. Basically, if you don’t live with her, she will bark at you. And bark at you. And bark at you. Until you are deaf or until you leave, whichever comes first.
Laughs in the Loo
We’ve all visited the bathroom while attending a party at a friend’s house. Well the Pintello clan is at it again and delivers a fun evening in the bathroom—the place where everyone eventually ends up.
