He sent me a pic of a puppy with its head down with Mobil's exact markings and ears, and I texted back:

She was found on the same road as where DH found Mobil, on Tuesday, two weeks ago, and turned into the shelter. Same day he found Mobil. She'd been held in the stray cages for two weeks.
So I texted my daughter and showed her the pic. She was like OMG are you going to get her? I said I didn't know because we kind of spent our extra money taking care of Delco, and she said she would get her for us since Mobil has been moping around.
I called the shelter to see if she was still there and described her and told them the name that was on the cage and they said they weren't sure. I explained that we had her brother and that my husband had been there a bit ago to play with her and could I bring Mobil with us to make sure they get along, and they said sure thing, we'll expect you, and I said we're on our way.
DD met us at the shelter, and when we went in, I was told I could go back to the cages and look for her. She wasn't in any of them. DD looked in one of the meeting rooms and saw her in there with an older couple.
We waited. they came out of the room ready to take her home. Mobil saw her and went nuts, happy wagging and squirming and trying to get to her.
They adopted her right in front of us. I might have cried a little. DD gave them her number and told them if it didn't work out, could they call us.
Old couple; the woman had a four footed walker and barely shuffled along. We were outside with Mobil waiting for him to pee before we got in the car, and when they came out, I decided to talk to them. I told them what kind of dog she was, how much exercise she would need, her high prey drive, and how big she would get after they told me that they just wanted a medium sized, indoor, house type dog who would get along with their 4 cats. She told me she was slated for hip surgery soon.
I wished them luck and told them to invest in a big gate because Mobil could jump a regular baby gate, and please don't hesitate to call us if she was too much for them.
Not five hours later, DD's phone rings. they've made a terrible mistake. She's crazy. they can't handle her. Can we come get her?
We jump in the car and go to their house. The guy starts apologizing. "We didn't think this through," he says. They thanked us profusely. Gave us two bags full of food and treats and toys for her and refused to take any payment for her. They just wanted her to have a good home and they could tell we would take care of her and she would have a playmate. I cried. He hugged both of us and thanked us.
I can't believe this happened. They love each other. The paperwork for her was in the bag. The shelter had her marked down as being 8 months old! No wonder they thought she would be smallish. She's not more than 10 or 12 weeks old! She's labeled like her brother. With a "T" on her chest.
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