For several years now we have discussed getting a new puppy. Caroline has been desperate for her own puppy and it has continually been at the top of every Christmas and birthday wish list. However, we’ve never gone through with getting a puppy because we already have two elderly dogs, Scout and Bruiser. And we figured it was only a matter of time before one or both of them passed away and then we could think about a new puppy.
In fact, Scout had a health scare a while back and the vet told us then that he only had about three to six months left at best. That was TWO YEARS ago. And Scout is still with us at the almost unheard of age of sixteen.
Then Bruiser was diagnosed with a degenerative spine and he can just barely get around anymore, yet he continues to maintain a sunny outlook on life most days.
In short, we are running a geriatric facility for dogs in our backyard. And apparently doing a heck of a job because the dogs have beat the odds.
So we’ve gotten more serious about finding a puppy for Caroline in the last few months because, at the rate Scout and Bruiser are continuing to defy all canine odds, she might be leaving for college before they actually leave this world.
A few weeks ago P found out about a litter of puppies that would be ready about mid-June, but then there was some sort of miscommunication and they’d already committed all the puppies to other homes. Which I just realized makes it sound like they ended up in some type of asylum situation. This is not the case. I’m sure he meant loving homes full of Puppy Chow and plenty of stuffed toys to tear up like it’s their job.
This guy put us in touch with a friend of his who also had puppies and GUESS WHAT? They were 8 1/2 weeks old and ready to go to their new homes immediately. We found this out yesterday and had less than twenty-four hours to get our house puppy-ready.
I picked up Caroline from school, we drove to the pet supply store to pick up all the various accoutrements that a puppy requires and then met P at home to drive to go get our puppy. This was the picture the guy had sent of her the night before and you can see why we had no choice but to snatch her up and vow to love her forever.
That’s Piper. She is Caroline’s long-awaited new puppy. And in case you’re wondering, she’s a Blue Lacy which happens to be the official dog of Texas.
But then something unexpected happened when we went to pick her up.
She had a sister.
Which is how this ended up happening.
That’s right. Two dogs.
Sisters. Dos hermanas.
P decided it was a good idea to get two and I’m a sucker for puppies and, well, I think it goes without saying that Caroline was completely on board.
So we are proud to announce the addition of Piper AND Mabel to our family.
I am now some type of weird person who has one child and four dogs. I don’t even understand.
But look how happy everybody is.
Especially P because he was in his gingerbread jambes.
Then a few minutes ago I went to go check on the girls to see how they were settling in and saw this.
And I fell over dead from the precious.