We're expecting. This is how I found out about it.
A few weeks ago when GG had gone to bed, my husband and I were chatting when he said "Just so you know (followed by the most pregnant of pauses ever known to man)....I told GG she could have a puppy for her birthday."
Since I didn't want to be forever known as the Wicked Witch who's the killer of puppy dreams, I accepted -- and even embraced -- our expecting status. So yes, we are expecting: a puppy. Which to me is pretty much like a baby -- except puppies are weaned and can walk at eight weeks old.
Now, my acceptance of our new family member was based upon two conditions: 1.) that I select the breed; and 2.) that said breed will be small enough to believe that our house is a mansion and that our backyard is a park. And because GG has a December birthday, and I don't intend to begin potty training while the snow is flying, our new arrival should arrive sooner than later. Thus, my search for the perfect puppy has begun.
I grew up with big dogs and don't know a whole lot about the little ones, so researching these little guys or girls is essential -- and the research alone is proving to be an experience in of itself: there's Morkies, Schnorkies, Dorkies, Schnoodles, Doodles, Doxiepoos, Teddy Bears, you name it. Then there's the research to find breed personalities that mesh with our lifestyle. For instance, I know that we're all pretty tuckered out by the end of the day. Cocker spaniels (adorable as they are) are genetically disposed to be high energy and would not work well with us. Alternately, my research and advice from a dog enthusiast points to the Bichon Frise. Laid back, needing moderate exercise, the Bichon Frise would be a perfect lifestyle match for our family. Only thing is, Jamie isn't crazy about them. So it looks like researching and identifying the right match BEFORE the snow flies AND making everyone happy is going to be my new part-time job.
Sometimes I think having another baby -- the kind that learns to walk at two years old on two legs -- would be easier.
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