An Unexpected Addition
Well I’m now the owner of a new 5-month old, to-be-named, lab-mix puppy. Trust me when I say this was the last thing I expected this weekend. I wasn’t even looking for a dog but Friday I had a bout of the Fozzy-missings and the only cure is the humane society website. They had a huge number of dogs come into the shelter and a few of them looked like good matches.
The problem was that the shelter opened at noon and I had a wedding at two. I worked out a schedule that, if executed perfectly, would get me to the wedding on time. Now I should state, I am terrible at taking the uncontrollable into account in my schedules. For instance, finding a trainer to get the dog into a visitation room for me or the long line I had to wait in to put a hold on her. My schedule had me leaving the shelter at 12:45 and barely having enough time to through my dress on before running out the door. What time did I leave? 1:20. I don’t know why I didn’t realize right away that I couldn’t make it home. In one of my more embarrassing moments, I had to have Brian bring my dress and shoes to a gas station where I changed in roughly 1 and a half minutes.
Right as I was ripping my clothes off, a women walks into the bathroom. I apologized and explained I had a wedding emergency. She laughed and responded that she had an entirely different type of emergency. By the time she was out of the stall I was completely changed and ready to go. She did a double take then complemented my dress. Guess I can pull off a good gas station change. Luckily, the reception was very close to our house so we had time to stop off before the reception so I could finish getting ready before the reception.
Both the ceremony and the reception were beautiful. I think all that talk of “better and worse†convinced Brian not to kill me for almost making him late to a Catholic wedding. I must be truly blessed because he also agreed to see the dog the next day.
She here we are, with a new dog. We’re figuring it out; remembering how to be completely on our guard. One thing about me is that I don’t like the latest thing. I’ll replace what I have with an identical replacement. I know I will love this puppy but right now, I’m just waiting to form some bond with her. If anything, new puppies make me love my old puppy more. I know this will change but I hate the waiting.