About 3 weeks later we headed out and found the cutest little puppies we had ever seen. It was so hard to decide which one belonged to us, but after playing with them for awhile, one just kind of seemed to stick around. She seemed like the perfect little puppy and we could not wait for her to be big enough for us to take home.
We got to pick her up in the middle of December when she was 6 1/2 weeks old and there really hasn't been a dull moment since. To call her a spoiled dog is an understatement. She knows exactly what to do to get us to cave in and give her what she wants. She knows that I feel bad for leaving her in her crate all day while we are gone. I swear sometimes she knows exactly what I mean when I'm talking to her.
Yes, I know she is just a dog. But if you have ever seen her listen to you and turn her head and look at you right in the eye as if she wished she could give you a response, you might think otherwise.
She has torn through two couches, killed a few birds, found a few dead squirrels, eaten her fair share of garbage, and still has not learned that it is not polite to jump on people when you see them.
But she is our dog and she is so sweet. She is always happy to see you when you come home and it's the best when she sits next to you on the couch after a long day. She loves to sleep at your feet in bed, which is much easier to do when only one of us has gone to bed but proves to be a little more difficult when we all get in there!
She is awesome and we love her. Do we spoil her? Yes. Do we talk to much about her? Probably. Does she give us a reason to go on long walks and bike rides? Yes. Would we change anything about her? No (okay well maybe it would be nice if she actually listened to us, just maybe).
Happy 2nd Birthday Breckyn!
|her first Christmas present|
|her ears look huge...dumbo?|
|so important in the passenger seat|
|hanging out on the front porch|
|playing with her new birthday present|
Ok, enough about my dog (at least for a little while!)