When my mom called and said to come to the St. Paul Animal Humane Society to see a puppy, we didn't know that we'd be bringing home something much bigger. The puppy we went to see, Shiloh, had been spayed that day, so we couldn't see her. Then my mom turned around and saw a dog named Peggy, looking up at her with her puppy-dog eyes and wagging her tail. When the rest of us came in, my mom explained about Shiloh and showed us Peggy. We decided to take her on a walk. We walked out to the corner of the street and sat down in the grass where Peggy promptly started rolling in the grass. We laughed and joked that she wanted to smell like grass instead of the kennel blankets! We talked about adopting her, but our hearts had already decided.
When the staff told us Peggy had used to be named Willow, we decided that was the perfect name for her. We adopted her that day. She has brought us many troubles (she will run away if she's not on a leash outdoors, we once chased her around the neighborhood for 3 hours in the snow) but also many laughs and she is the sweetest little thing you could hope for!