A bit of good news in the middle of an otherwise craptastic month here: My good girl Hope (CH Renaissance Hopeful Impulse) returned home from her co-owner in Indiana this week. Gosh, it's good to have her back, even if it means we now have SEVEN poodles in the house instead of six. When she first flew off to Indy, it was to be bred to her gorgeous, champion grandsire. My friend, the co-owner, kept her there and whelped that litter for herself. Hope was then to be bred back to the same dog, and sent home to me, pregnant, so that I, too, could have a litter of that cross, which is the reason we got this girl in the first place. Sadly, that first litter was the sire's "last hurrah," it seems, and even though they tried for the next two cycles, no luck. So our sweetie has been gone a long time! She didn't appear to have forgotten anyone, though. After greetings, she returned to her usual spot in the middle of our bed, wearing her usual expression of entitlement. Here she is finishing her championship back in her heyday. And here is her more normal appearance, in her "play clothes," outrunning her tongue. GUESS which haircut we prefer!!!