So just to give you the story: We went to a football game to see my nephew (he rocked by the way). Then late on the dirt road at just after 11pm we almost hit something. As we were driving past we realized that it was a puppy. So of course you can't leave a little thing like that there it will get hit or eaten by something larger. We pulled over picked it up, brought it home. None of the farm houses claimed her, actually said it was a common thing to get them dropped off out there. Waited awhile to see if anyone was looking for her and no one was. So took her to the vet and claimed her for our own. The vet said she was probably 7 weeks old. The joys of being a dog owner. I am still figuring them all out.Saturday, October 16, 2010
It's a GIRL!!
We weren't expecting. We weren't planning on expecting. We weren't really planning so why tell anyone that we were expecting. Actually it was only something that we had talked about. Contemplated all the pros and cons. So many pros. So many cons. Then all of the sudden without really much more thought. Guess what its a girl. It took a while to come up with a name. Honestly through some confusion, it took some time to realize that it was a girl. But her name is Paisley. She is cute. She needs to be house broken.So just to give you the story: We went to a football game to see my nephew (he rocked by the way). Then late on the dirt road at just after 11pm we almost hit something. As we were driving past we realized that it was a puppy. So of course you can't leave a little thing like that there it will get hit or eaten by something larger. We pulled over picked it up, brought it home. None of the farm houses claimed her, actually said it was a common thing to get them dropped off out there. Waited awhile to see if anyone was looking for her and no one was. So took her to the vet and claimed her for our own. The vet said she was probably 7 weeks old. The joys of being a dog owner. I am still figuring them all out.
So just to give you the story: We went to a football game to see my nephew (he rocked by the way). Then late on the dirt road at just after 11pm we almost hit something. As we were driving past we realized that it was a puppy. So of course you can't leave a little thing like that there it will get hit or eaten by something larger. We pulled over picked it up, brought it home. None of the farm houses claimed her, actually said it was a common thing to get them dropped off out there. Waited awhile to see if anyone was looking for her and no one was. So took her to the vet and claimed her for our own. The vet said she was probably 7 weeks old. The joys of being a dog owner. I am still figuring them all out.
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ha ha ha ha ha .... when you figure them out, let me know.
Its about time! Guess this way Brennon won't get his pug! There are reasons for everything.How is Olive taking to her? Could be like Mike and Tammy when they got their little pup at the shelter- when they took her to the vet she is 1/2 great dane and now she is HUGE! Gotta love the puppies! Guess you were meant to find her.
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