Anyone who knows me personally - and many of you who frequent my blog - know that I tend to go a little overboard when it comes to my dogs. Show me a woman who doesn't have at least one obsession in life, and I'll show you a very unhappy woman! Big dogs, small dogs, shelter dogs, pure bred dogs, working dogs, drooling dogs...it makes no difference to me. So, when a random stray dog showed up on my doorstep two Saturday's ago, I thought it either a sign from the doggie heavens "up above" - or someone who knew I'd give this adorable little stray lots of TLC. Turns out, it took me about 10 minutes to fall madly in love with "Petey" - this American Bulldog that came to me with no collar, no microchip, and no way of finding his owner. An ad placed in the Erie Times News went unanswered. Calls placed to the area's shelters led me no where. Even my own vet didn't recognize Petey, who is likely a neighborhood dog.

Turns out, Pete is the best behaved dog of my pack - which, by the way, now stands at three (I think he's so well-behaved because I didn't raise him). Whoever did, did an excellent job. This dog has manners, knows basic commands, and loves everyone. So, I guess the answer to my initial question is a "yes." Yes, I do have room for one more. Well, actually, four more - muddy paws, that is. But with a face like this, whose counting?

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