I must admit, it wasn't how I saw my weekend going.
Sunday morning we headed down to Montrose for an early lunch. The local Farmers Market and Craft Fair was open later then usual, so when we finished our breakfast pizza and french toast, we walked around to take a look. On our way back to the car, my husband spots her out of the corner of his eye. She's perfect. Just what we were looking for.
A few hours later we took her home and named her Pixie.
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