Pup-date

I mentioned in my previous post that I was having some anxiety about Lucy's temperament. I've actually been feeling very nervous about my choice since the second time we visited her. I couldn't ignore my gut feelings any longer and called the breeder yesterday to discuss my concerns. I ended up going over yesterday afternoon, observing the litter for about an hour, and choosing another puppy. During the hour I watched her, I noticed Lucy was not only very fearful of me, but also cowered and tucked her tail around the breeder. I was really hoping I'd see things that encouraged me about her, but the more I watched her the more I knew she wasn't a good fit for us.

I'd never interacted with the other puppies much, so I spent some time with the three that were still available. Two beautiful yellow boys and one adorable black female. The boys were so tempting! They were gorgeous, sweet, playful, and just downright puppylicious. The female was outgoing and inquisitive, not too dominant, and very sweet - exactly what I was looking for. I'm sure the breeder thinks I'm a nut, and the kids felt we'd abandoned poor Lucy - but I feel so much better about this choice. Getting a dog is making a 13+ year commitment, and I want to make sure we get the right one for our family dynamic.

After much discussion on the matter, none of us could bear to just switch the name we'd so painstakingly chosen over to another dog.
We took a vote and settled on Maggie Mae.
We pick her up this afternoon, so prepare yourselves - this blog will soon be inundated with puppy pictures, videos of the family reveling in puppy raptures, and lots of stupid puppy stories that I find hilarious and you find ridiculous.

~ Jen