So she called Kelly back. A few days later, Frosty, as the retriever came to be called, entered her life, and her heart. Brown chose the name in honor of the wintry weather in which the dog was discovered. Frosty was taken to veterinarian Grant Patrick, who removed the benign tumor on her leg. At her Santa Rosa home, Frosty and her new siblings quickly took to each other.
Nobody complains about anything.
Frosty's state of mind is evident in her appearance these days. Her coat, shiny and full in the afternoon sun, is nothing like the sparse tufts of hair that barely covered her at the animal shelter. Her tail is still crooked and she waddles more than walks, but at 84 dog-years old, one can expect to have certain frailties. There are, of course, certain drawbacks to having so many dogs around. Brown said she keeps a vacuum cleaner handy at all times to suck up the hair.