The destructive tornados and thunderstorms that hit metro Atlanta on May 20th left behind a trail of physical disaster and fallout. The one thing I did not expect to come from it was a happy, healthy, yet very LOST 7-8 week old Boxador puppy… who ended up being my baby for four and a half days.

Ellie May got her name because she bared the exact same colouring as the bloodhound, Duke, from The Beverly Hillbillies. Because she was a girl, I couldn’t exactly name her “Duke”… so I passed on the name of Duke’s best friend… Elly May… though I spell it “Ellie May”… and, boy did it fit my new whipper snapper!!! :-D Nothin’ but bites and kisses and puppy breath galore… she was a huge bundle of energy and sweetness. (Oh yeah, and a hell of a lot of work, too!)

While I really, REALLY wanted to keep her… just looking at her enormous paws told me I absolutely couldn’t. She’s at going to be least 90-100lbs. fully grown. Not to mention, I already have two very sweet NEEDY pups as it is. So, on we were to finding her parents and/or a really loving home. After a couple of days of posting flyers, receiving zero calls and up to my neck in puppy messes… not to mention getting more and more attached to that little poop producer, we just had to find a home for her. My neighbor, Lia, and I, who were her primary caregivers, tried every shelter, rescue group and friend we knew who might be able to take her. Finally, on day five, Lia’s friend found a home for her in Augusta. I just wish I knew who these people were, if they had kids and/or a fenced in backyard. I know things work out the way they’re supposed to, it’s just nice knowing how they work out.

Now, Bubba, Maggie, me, Lia and Lucy have our normality back… Still, I miss that little bitey baby and hope she always knows her Kelley loves her.

See more of my precious foster baby here.