Tuesday, July 13, 2010

It's a Happy Day

Yay for puppies!

Over fourth of July weekend the kids and I fell in love with my sister in law's new puppy, "Sweet Pea." It was the runt of the litter and is not expected to get very big. Four or five pounds. I was so taken by this little pup that I couldn't help but want one of my own.

Call it what you will, I do believe I am going through some kind of phase because I want to hold and cuddle babies and can't help myself around them.  Evidently this extends to small canines as well.  I do not, repeat, do not want another child.  God already allowed me to have one more than I can handle.

-- Enter here the admonition, Be careful what you wish for. I'm just sayin'.

I know, I know what you are thinking. Well, at least I know what my mom was thinking when I told her I wanted one of the puppies from the same litter. Because she told me.  Loudly and mournfully and in no uncertain terms that I was ruining her life by adding another animal to the already chaotic Jubilant household. With each new addition, it's been getting more and more difficult to go and visit my parents who live nearly two hours away. I guess I could have reminded her that the road goes both ways, but being the good daughter that I am (a-hem) I refrained.

So, I may have been a good daughter and refrained from sassy-ness, but I also did what any other self respecting child of an over-reacting mother would do.  I got a pup anyway. 

Her name is Leeli.  And I just love her to pieces.  So do the kids.  The Affectionate One has decided that Leeli actually belongs to her though.  Ugh!  Daughters!

At any rate, she is a chihuahua and hound mix.  I have no idea what kind of hound and it doesn't really matter, she's too adorable to make me want to care.

When we came home from our weekend and found that Explorer had died, I was a little more determined to adopt Leeli.  She brings our animal total to 2 dogs, one cat and six chickens.

So, it's a happy day here at the Jubilant household.  Yay for puppies!

Counting it all joy,

1 comment:

  1. you might care at midnight what kind of hound she is when she's howling at the moon!
    Have fun potty training.....and you thought you were all done after
    three kids. Sucker. :)


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