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Sorine

 


There is a recent addition to joining our family. She comes home today.

When we adopted Kraven, the breeder casually mentioned, "See you in six months." Confused, I inquired about the reason. He followed up with a confident smile, saying, "You'll be back to get another one." I couldn't help but laugh, but deep down, I knew he was right.

When we went back to the breeders on March 9th, we were confronted with the overwhelming task of choosing a new puppy all over again. We took his advice into consideration and opted for a female this time. He had mentioned that having two males could cause frequent clashes, transforming our home into a chaotic battlefield.

On January 20, 2024, Brooke came into the world. October 5th, 2023 marked the day Kraven entered the realm of the living. They are practically the same age, with only a few months between them. Initially, we set out to buy a half-sister with the same dad. Brooke captured our hearts, and we couldn't resist putting a deposit on her.

Our fresh addition will become Kraven's playmate and companion in the future, but I expect a short period of jealousy and unease from him. Among the people we know, it's rare to find someone who doesn't own at least two Great Danes or have a connection to someone who does. Seeing how much they flourish in the presence of a companion; it was a simple choice to bring home our new baby girl.

Marcie cradles Brooke in the picture above, but once she crosses our threshold, she will forever be Sorine. We chose the name because Kraven is a character in one of my favorite movie series, Underworld. Kraven's reputation precedes him, as he is renowned for his cunning and merciless nature. In this story, there is a male character named Soren and his name has a feminine form, Sorine (pronounced sore in).

People with the name Sorine have a deep inner desire for love and companionship and want to work with others to achieve peace and harmony.

Until next time,

Tim

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