Today was a
awesome day although it did not start out
that way. I woke up upset I cannot tell you why because I still to this
moment don’t have the slightest clue.
Not long after I spilt my milk at breakfast ( did not help at all) the
tears started flowing.
Let me back track
for a few weeks now I have had puppy fever. I wont say I spend tons of time
alone but once Jacob leaves each day I am alone a few hours before Jeremy gets
home, and don’t get me wrong im not one of those people who has to be
surrounded by folks all the time actually im the exact opposite I LOVE my alone
time. However I began thinking a lot about Jeremy starting night shift and well
even loners need company. Anyway everywhere I turn there have been puppies or
dogs to free homes. On facebook, newspaper, everywhere I look. So I kept
telling Jeremy I wanted a dog for Christmas knowing I couldn’t get my one wish
because we aren’t allowed to have pets where we live.
Ok so just as I
have a good cry over spilt milk (literally)What comes on the news but dogs that
need adopted. Ugh really so next thing I know tears are flowing again and I
hear myself sobbing this day is turning out awful ( I realize I TOTALLY
overreact a lot) at some point during this Jeremy comes over and hugs me and I
say I cant handle seeing the dogs today. That’s when I hear him almost whisper
your getting a dog for Christmas. I pull back out of his arms so I can see his
face and He says I have already talked to Lee ( our landlord). He says its
fine.
I know what
your thinking my tears dried up and I begin to cheer, but that’s not what
happen. Instead I begin sobbing even harder than before and Jeremy looks at me
and says whats wrong and I say im so thankful ( sob sob) Im getting a dog for
Christmas.
Jeremy and I are
all about rescuing and we knew tons of sweet dogs are at our local animal
shelter needing homes. So we went today to check them out. No harm in getting
my Christmas present early. Especially since Jeremy starts night shift soon. I
knew in my heart I wanted a puppy for so many different reasons one I have
puppy fever and two I knew the dog had to love kids. Sure they probably had
older dogs who like kids but I was so worried about getting them home and they
didn’t. Jacob is a huge part of my life and he will be crawling before we know
it and I cannot have him in the floor with a dog who don’t like him. So I
wanted a puppy so they could grow up around each other. So We looked and looked and I held so many
different dogs. It seriously took my 30 solid minutes of holding dogs to
decide. It finally got narrowed between 3 ( only one of which Jeremy liked lol
He was not into the puppy idea) So I held them all and thought and thought.
Finally just when I thought I had picked the head lady came in and said the
puppy in my arms actually wasn’t available. L
No big deal so I held the other two and
picked but as we were about to head out of the room into the paperwork room the
lady came back and said the one your holding is actually spoken for. In the
girl who was helping us defense she was literally still holding her purse and
had just walked into work when they asked her to help us. She felt awful and we
told her it was absolutely not her fault.
So then I held that same puppies sister and although she was not my
first pick I knew she was mine ( when I finally held her).
The rest of the
day was name picking day. Its always a running joke because every dog I have
ever named has had a persons name. Katie, Brittany, Missy, Molly you get the
picture I wanted something different. So I did not make a hasty decision. I
thought and thought and thought. Every name I picked Jeremy quickly shot down.
Finally He said out of all the names you said what is your favorite, your top
pick. I thought for a moment and said
the name and He said ok. She is 3 pounds and very feisty with her brothers and
sisters, but shy with us. She will grow up being around Jacob and hopefully be
a kid lover like me J
She will fill up my time and I know she will bring so much joy. Although she
wasn’t my first pick , she was meant to be mine. She is my baby, She is Nala
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| Nala with her Mom and brothers and sisters. |