This past Sunday was the day. The day I had been waiting for for 10 weeks – puppy pick-up day! I’m not sure how I’m ever going to wait nine months if I’m pregnant — way, way in the future — when these 10 weeks felt like forever. I met this little puppy back in mid-September when she was only four days old and have been waiting (eagerly) to bring her home ever since.
I’ve always been a dog lover. When I was little, I wrote my parents a long letter persuading them to let me get our dog Hazel, a 10-year-old yellow lab: ‘Dear Mom, dogs are very holy animals. Dog is God spelled backwards!’ Well, this time it didn’t take too much convincing. Sometimes you just have to play the wheelchair card! Continue reading “A serious case of puppy fever”