One year ago today we adopted her from the Humane Society. She chose Juanita and we couldn't leave without her (Juanita or the dog, either one). She has settled in quite well, and is fulfilling the role of lodge dog wonderfully.
When we first got her, she was a real scardy cat. She was afraid of the stairs, of hardwood floors and if I rolled up a newspaper, she would cower and shake.
Now she takes the stairs 3 at a time, treats the floors as her personal skating rink and will grab a rolled newspaper out of my hand while wagging her tail.
Vacuum cleaners, on the other hand...
She's a keeper.