I wore sandals in my yard this afternoon. S-A-N-D-A-L-S. It was 60 degrees and there is officially more ground showing than snow now. Hasta la vista, Polar Vortex. Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out. To celebrate, I filled my morning with being jumped on with poop-covered paws, getting head-butted square in the nose by a very excited puppy (as though my Irish-American schnoz wasn’t big enough) and burning off some winter fat by playing chase with some four-legged goofballs.

Today’s cast . . . .

Miracle, available for adoption at Cascades Humane Society in Jackson, Michigan

Miracle melts and oozes into gooey butter the second she makes physical contact with you. She’ll need a loving, gentle home with no other pets most likely and time to learn that real relationships don’t involve intimidation and abuse. She spent much of our time together melting into a lovable, submissive puddle against my feet, which is why I love this more confident, carefree photo of her.

Jumpin’ Jak, available at Cascades Humane Society in Jackson, Michigan

Jak is back. Literally. This happy-go-lucky 8-month old boy was just returned a few weeks after he was adopted because he was “a handful.” Imagine that? A teenager acting like a teenager! Jak’s got some energy reserves that are easily depleted fetching multiple tennis balls at once. After which, he’s happy to lay down next to you and get a full rub down. I hope this guy finds the owner he deserves who’s willing to take him to some obedience classes with a professional trainer who understands behavior and training. Because he’s a super sweet, svelt guy who’s always up for a good time.

Dashing Diesel, available for adoption at Cascades Humane Society in Jackson, Michigan

I like to think of Diesel as the Sean Connery of dogs. Everybody at the shelter loves his low, sexy bark and he’s got some fabulous bedroom eyes to boot. He’s just an easy going guy–probably listens to Bob Marley and maybe some Etta James in his downtime–and is just too cool to not have a home of his own.

Here’s hoping that April showers bring May flowers, along with some seriously lucky adopters.