Puppy Love

Guiyang has markets for everything. We have markets for flowers and fruit and antiques and used tennis shoes. We even have a puppy market. 

The puppy night market rests on a street corner downtown, and every evening breeders bring their pups for people to buy. Bear and I always pass that street corner when we walk home from work, and I always think how much I would love a dog. 

This wish turned into a reality today as I saved Mr. Rufus Wainwright Sutton — the Sutton family likes to name its dogs after famous musicians — from the perils of ending up on someone's dinner plate. 

Prior to finding Rufus, Licson agreed to be the godfather and caretaker of my dog when I leave China. Rest assured, Rufus will be left in good hands. 

My Chinese friends and I went on quite the field trip this afternoon in search of the perfect puppy, and I think we may have found it. Historically, I like big dogs more than small ones, but considering I live in an apartment and don't have a back yard, I think Rufus fits perfectly into my Chinese life.

Rufus loves his Aunt Bear