…my new puppy was born, though I didn’t know it until today. My dad was here, and I was going through online ads for miniature schnauzer puppies. Most were either too far away, had something funky going on with their eyes, or some had disconnected phone numbers. Not a good sign. Then I found an ad that had been posted just a couple of days ago, and I called the breeder. After a few questions, I asked if I could talk it over with my dad and call her back- no problem.
We talked about it for a few minutes, but his fatigue after driving home from Florida over the last several days was catching up with him. He said we’d talk later. I called the lady back, and explained the situation, but said I’d be talking to him about me driving the distance to get the puppy on my own. In the winter, I do better, and have plenty of opportunity to stop and rest if needed. I’d already decided to go by myself- after all, I’d driven over 1200 miles when I moved back here, and while I’m not able to drive very far in just any weather (i.e. when it’s above 50 degrees outside), 35 degrees should be OK. I got part of the cash at the ATM (will get the rest tomorrow), and made some plans and got the travel crate together.
I talked to dad later, and he agreed; he’s pooped. I told him how I was getting there, and we double checked to be sure he had my cell phone number. All was well.
My new puppy (Shelby) was born on Christmas Eve- nearly 9 weeks ago. That was the same day as my last photo of my dear Mandy who died on December 27, 2012. I like the information the breeder gave me. And the photos are adorable. Tomorrow, a new phase of my life starts, that will involve patience, some frustration, but mostly a new little life to love. I’m so ready. I’ve got puppy teething toys, a ton of stuffed animals, and a new dog bed, along with many other things.
Tonight is my last night in my bed without my new dog. I’m not sure I’ll sleep !!