A year ago today, Sam and I went to an adoption event thrown by our favorite Dachshund rescue (Dachshund Rescue of Los Angeles). As we walked out the door to head to the event, I stopped and turned to Sam and told him "We are just going to look. We are NOT getting a dog today." Fast forward to about 4 minutes into the event and this happens.
Needless to say, we came home with two dogs that day.
They had been called Ariel and Olaf since their rescue from the shelter but those names just weren't "them". The day we got them also happened to be the day "The X-Files" returned to television after almost 15 years off the air. We knew it was a sign to name them Scully and Mulder.
They have been such a wonderful addition to our lives. There's nothing quite like coming home every day to a wagging tail. Sure, sometimes they pee in the house when it's raining (they are dachshunds after all), or I catch them with one of my slippers in their mouths, but I wouldn't want it any other way. Happy Adoption Day my loves!