If you remember, the organization that rescued Freya would not let us adopt her until her spay was done; it’s an inviolable rule of theirs.  So technically for the last four weeks we’ve been fostering her. The rescue calls it “Foster to Adopt” and they are very serious about it.  You can’t believe how much paperwork there was.  Oh, and I got to pay the entire adoption fee right up front. 

Anyway, her spay is done and the four-day wait (to make sure there are no complications) is done.  We filled out yet one more piece of paper and coughed up one more fee of $5.00 and SHE IS OURS!

In classic fashion around here, we decided to have a little family celebration.  In case you can’t read it, the banner says “Freya’s Fur-Ever Home”.  I made a little cake (some dog food loaf iced with whipped cream cheese).  The #1 candle is because we are her #1 fur-ever home.  We put her rabies tag and her new name tag on her collar. 

She thought the little cake was just yummy; we only let her eat about a quarter of it so she doesn’t get an upset tummy.  The rest is in the fridge to be doled out over the next few days.

Been to any good parties/gatherings recently?