Remember Zeke?
Meet Pippin.
Zeke loves his new pal.
I have wanted a Papillon forEVA. Well, at least the last 7 years. Being an expensive bit of fluff, these past few years spending that kind of money on a four legged creature wouldn't have been wise. But, the whirlwind of financial blessing God has poured out on our family recently has enabled me to research a bit further into purchasing a pup.
I had been in contact with a Breeder, and I bit the bullet and took the chance telling her that we couldn't afford to pay what her pups were worth, but we could guarantee our home is loving, safe and responsible, being homeschoolers we can spend a lot of time giving the dog what it needs.
Lo and behold, a few weeks later I received an email giving us the opportunity to come a pick a puppy, for a reduced price, because we are the kind of family she wants her dogs to go to.
We got first pick.
Can you imagine?
I could not wait to go see the puppies on the day she said I could. I purposely did not tell the children, except for my oldest as I was leaving because we were going to the Children's Museum first, after that to the Breeders place on the way home.
Longest morning of my life.
Besides being in Labour, but that's a whole other post.
I have a bad habit of manhandling every single puppy, in an almost abusive way. The logic behind this method is, my children will be rough at times, so the dog has to be able to handle that. Luckily the Breeder was familiar with the ways of young children, and thought my tactics ingenious. The only brown faced boy seemed to enjoy the attention. Even being dropped by my toddler he still didn't yap as same said toddler went to pick him up again, like most of the pups did. The Breeder thanked me, she now knew which pups would be suitable for family pets or just companion dogs. *smile*
So, deciding on our little guy, we tag teamed held him in the van through city traffic, while whoever didn't have him screamed that it was their turn the rest of the time. Pup went from quiet to chaos....I felt a little bad for him. He ended up being in my lap as I drove, I think he knew I wasn't going to squeeze his internals out.
We made it home, and my oldest was super excited to hold him. Of course, instant bond between them. T has a knack wit da ammimals. Zeke was curious and happy, slobbering over the cotton ball as he tried to keep his balance being nosed by the larger canine.
We finally decided to call him Pippin, Pip for short.
Huge LOTR fans up in here.
He is ours, and he is perfect.
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