We are adopting a rescue pup today, and before they will sign her over, they are coming to do a home inspection. Have you ever been perfectly comfortable with yourself until someone else's opinion mattered? I'm checking every corner, looking under every leaf, to make sure there is nothing in my house to give warning that I might not be a fit dog owner - which is patently ridiculous. I want to come back in my next life as MY dog. Nonetheless, we are now waiting for her to arrive. I can hardly wait, and I only hope nothing goes wrong. She is such a sweetheart, and she and Cairo (my white boxer) will make great companions.