Hubby is not a fan of dogs, but is going along for the ride in making the ladies of his house very happy campers.
Last week, we met several puppies. We spent about an hour with them and one really stood out. I had that moment where you think, "yes, this is mine".
I had to travel for work earlier in the week, so we scheduled our pick up day for this morning.
After our initial meeting, Sweet Pea cried despondently when we drove away without Ginger. It was hard to convince her that we would be back to get her for keeps in one short (or long if you're two) week.
This morning was the day, and everyone (minus one Hubby) is very excited.
Obviously a puppy isn't a baby. But, when the babies don't come, there's something unique and special about the new life and joy that a puppy brings into the home.
It's going to require a lot of effort and training, some things are bound to be ruined, or at least a little wrecked, but I know there's going to be a lot of joy here too.
We're looking forward to this new adventure and LB is taking responsibility for assisting Ginger's needs very seriously. Watching my kids this happy is going to make the inevitable poo on the carpet more than balance out :)
Happy Mother's Day to all the women in my life, both physical and spiritual.