Thrilled to be the bearer of happy news!

Hello everyone,
After the sad news about the passing of poor little Puff, I'm pleased to be able to report some happy news today. Urged on by Harry, Martha decided to visit various local rescue shelters near her home in the USA and she has informed Harry that she is now the proud 'Mom' of a rescued Yorkshire Terrier who she has named Jesse. We are all so pleased for her. We know she will never forget Puff and will always have his memory in her heart, but we are also very happy that she taken it into her heart to offer a home to a fellow rescue dog and we simply know that little Jesse will have a wonderful home with Martha. she has given me permission to use her own words to Harry to tell you the story of how she found and adopted Jesse, so without further ado, here's Martha:

"He is so beautiful and loving.  I've never met a dog that gives so much love.  He wants to always be touching you.  And loves to give kisses.  I took him for a short walk around the complex and he marked every tree and bush in the area.  He already knows which door is ours and comes straight to it. 

How I found him.  I went online to a group listing rescued dogs in the area.  They list dogs from the pound, humane society and rescue organizations.  I spotted one that I fell in love with.  His name was Alfie and he was a 1 yr. old Havanese (spelling?) mix.  White with a black face and ears.  They had shaved him due to his matting but were able to save his ears which were the longest I've ever seen on a dog.  He was beautiful.  I scheduled to meet him last Sunday feeling sure he would be the one.  My roommate went with me.  He's a retired firefighter and is home all day so any dog would have to like him too.  When we met Alfie he shyly came to me and finally got up on the arm of the sofa beside me but wouldn't stay too long.  He would get down and sit in a chair and give me a defiant look just like Puff used to give me when he would say Ha! Ha! I can ignore you!  That made me love him even more.  But the problem came with my roommate.  Alfie wouldn't go near him.  We found out later that he was apparently afraid of men.  Anyway, I was disappointed but the Foster Mother said she had another one to show us.  She had a couple coming after us to specifically meet see him but just in case she wanted us to see him.  His name was Snicker.  Snicker came in and went straight to my roommate John giving him kisses.  Then came to me and gave me kisses.  Then he laid between us with his head on my let and his legs on John's leg.  He wanted to touch both of us.  He was so precious and beautiful. 

The Foster Mother said she would email me as soon as she found out what the other people decided.  I received that email from her Sunday night around 6:00.  I was so depressed that I actually sat and cried over the loss of Puff and now the loss of Snicker. I even went to bed at 7:30 and slept all night due to my depression.  I went to work and didn't even want to talk to anyone all day.  When I got home I decided to check my emails, which I had been neglecting.  There was a message from the Foster Mother saying the other couple changed their minds.  They decided they didn't want

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