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I have to admit that I did not think I was an animal person. I never wanted any animal to be mistreated, but I just didn't think I wanted one - especially not an animal in the house. My ex-husband was her original owner, and she had an accident in the house, and he kicked her out. One mistake and she was gone. Our oldest daughter showed up at my door, tears streaming and Mione in her arms. She was crying so hard she could barely speak and finally got out the words, "Daddy won't let me keep her." Her heart was broken. Anyway, I ended up with Mione, and she is one the best "things" that ever happened to our family. She keeps me so much company. Many days she lays in my lap while I am working. When my youngest daughter gets home from school, Mione instantly switches gears from my co-worker to Becca's baby. She wears a baby bib with no protest and goes for rides in the baby stroller. As for accidents, my husband trained her using Honeycomb cereal. The kids call her a "Honeycomb Ho" because she will do ANYTHING for a Honeycomb. We do love Mione, and I thank God every day that my ex-husband kicked her out. |
Mione's Story - sm - Kim
