Tuesday, October 23, 2007
And his name is?
We aren't sure yet! But we do have a dog. A 10 week old male Westipoo (West Highland Terrier/Poodle mix) to be exact. We have narrowed the name list down to 5 possibilities and are going to let Bryn pick the final name in the morning.
So new dog day went something like this...
We went to my friend Cassidy's house to see her Brittany Spaniels. Yes, they were precious and yes, the parents were bigger dogs with feathery, sheddy fur so despite the 10 pairs of precious puppy eyes, I managed to walk away. Only because I focused on the vision of my bagless vacuum filled with even more hair than it currently is with two cats in the house. I called some numbers I found in the paper for various breeds (one of which asked me what kind of dog I was interested in and informed me they had THIRTEEN different breeds of dogs - can you say "puppy mill"?) and didn't hear anything I was totally impressed with. I had seen an ad for a puppy groomer and store run by two vets and we stopped in. Bryn fell in love with a neurotic mini schnauzer, so we beat a hasty retreat and headed to their other location in Kansas City. After 2 hours in the store meeting many dogs we narrowed it down to a Westipoo and a Shih-Tzu. Bryn was really pulling for the Westipoo...Aaron stopped in after work to make it an official party and we decided on dude pictured above. Although I feel a bit guilty for not rescuing a shelter dog, I am feeling very good about having a dog that is the size I want with a seemingly good temperament and no fur to be vacuumed up. And if it ends up being a disaster, it will serve me right, right?!?!
Anyway, we made it through the evening without any accidents in the house (although I had no idea the back step was a more appealing bathroom than the entire green, grassy yard) and puppy is currently asleep in his kennel. So far so good...we'll see how tomorrow goes.