I've had this hankerin' for a baby for about six months now......I asked Jeremy if we could adopt us a China baby...he said "no".........
....and since we had to put our Mama dog down almost year ago, Jeremy's been lookin' at dogs ever since. I kept sayin' "no". I can't do that again. He'd say, "Awww....look at this one"...I'd glance and so "um......no".
Then this lady was brought to my attention......
I got my baby! She's a Boxer Pug mix....and she's so cute she makes me wanna throw up.....I couldn't wait to get her. A week after we met her, we had her!
We still don't have a name for her. I've been callin' her Teeny.
Mini Pearl, Charlene, Scout, Roxy, Lula Bell, Lulu, Weezy, Tammy......all those have been tossed around, but none of stuck yet.....I want somethin' southern, sassy, trashy.....awesome....I think I just totally described myself.....Any ideas?
Our big boy just wants to stand over her.....watch her......then step on her. He loves her.
Let the chewin' and pooin' and peein' begin......
****UPDATE****
Our little lady now has a name....Weezy Lee. Weezy came to me when she was weezing a little while she was asleep....and Lee just to add a little southerness. Everytime I call her now I start singin' "Movin' on uuuup....to the east siiide. To a deluxe apartment in the skyyyy........"
Our first night was a little rough. She hollered ALL NIGHT LONG, which in turn pissed off our big dog who felt the need to holler back at her....and since he never really barks I kept thinkin' "Oh shit....what if someone's breakin' in the house"....I struggled half the night on whether or not to get up and see, but I didn't want Weezy to see me and think she was gonna get to play. We had a few accidents (but that was expected) and my mornin' routine has to be completely re-done until she gets the hang of things. Good times, good times.
She's totally worth it. You saw that face right?
....and since we had to put our Mama dog down almost year ago, Jeremy's been lookin' at dogs ever since. I kept sayin' "no". I can't do that again. He'd say, "Awww....look at this one"...I'd glance and so "um......no".
Then this lady was brought to my attention......
I got my baby! She's a Boxer Pug mix....and she's so cute she makes me wanna throw up.....I couldn't wait to get her. A week after we met her, we had her!
We still don't have a name for her. I've been callin' her Teeny.
Mini Pearl, Charlene, Scout, Roxy, Lula Bell, Lulu, Weezy, Tammy......all those have been tossed around, but none of stuck yet.....I want somethin' southern, sassy, trashy.....awesome....I think I just totally described myself.....Any ideas?
Our big boy just wants to stand over her.....watch her......then step on her. He loves her.
Let the chewin' and pooin' and peein' begin......
****UPDATE****
Our little lady now has a name....Weezy Lee. Weezy came to me when she was weezing a little while she was asleep....and Lee just to add a little southerness. Everytime I call her now I start singin' "Movin' on uuuup....to the east siiide. To a deluxe apartment in the skyyyy........"
Our first night was a little rough. She hollered ALL NIGHT LONG, which in turn pissed off our big dog who felt the need to holler back at her....and since he never really barks I kept thinkin' "Oh shit....what if someone's breakin' in the house"....I struggled half the night on whether or not to get up and see, but I didn't want Weezy to see me and think she was gonna get to play. We had a few accidents (but that was expected) and my mornin' routine has to be completely re-done until she gets the hang of things. Good times, good times.
She's totally worth it. You saw that face right?
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Congrats on the Stork delivery!
Thanks Loopy! We're quite happy....and exhausted. It's like havin' an instant toddler.