So, day before yesterday I made this comment on Pioneer Woman:
Charlie is so effin cute! Between you and dooce getting new puppies and my brother begging me to get an Australian shepherd, my mommy defenses are breaking down
:)
~K
And then yesterday I get a call at work from Fairy (who works at a veterinarian office, in case I haven't mentioned that in a while) and she says that someone had just called her and told her that they had found a little German Shepperd puppy and didn't know what to do with it. And aren't you always saying that the only way you will get another dog is if it is a German Shepperd Kate?
Well yeah, I have been known to mention on occasion that I want one.
So, we have this adorable little baby for the weekend to see how it goes... to see if the ever stoic and regal Madam Chicita Puppy and the new nameless cutie pie can become friends.
Chica is in the other room right now muttering profanities under her breath and in her most proper of proper voices saying, "Who do those humans think they are? Bringing that oaf of a dog into my house? Twits!"
She has yet to be nice to the cutie pie which is weird because she is always nice to all the cats that show up here. Maybe she is a cat trapped in a dog's body.
Anyway, we have today and tomorrow to see if we are up for training another dog, surviving crying nights and frequent pee trips outside, not to mention the insane amount of exercise a large breed like a GS will need as well as making two very different dogs become the best of friends.
But at least the largest issue, the issue of having a yard for such a large dog, appears to no longer be an issue. See, the thing is, I am under contract to buy a house right now. Closing date is set for January 21st and the only thing left to do is have it appraised. So if we do keep the little puppy, he'll have plenty of room to run around on my half an acre lot or to snuggle up in any of the four bedrooms or two bathrooms that he so chooses :)

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