Three weeks ago, I remember walking into a dog boarding place to pick you up. Boy, did you catch my husband’s eye! Your picture was online, from an adoption agency called Yelp that helps to link great dogs to people who want a pet! Hubs thought you were perfect for us, and me being a dog lover, I was smitten too.
We brought you home, and you slept on my lap the whole car ride. I was sure you had to potty, but I remember the fosters telling us you couldn’t go outside for some reason. We had no puppy pads, so I went out alone really quick to PetSmart while the hubs watched you and held you. Poor thing, you couldn’t wait, so he tried to make you go in the bath tub. You were scared, so he put you down on the floor and you ended up going on the tile floor…no biggie. 🙂
I remember measuring out your Science Diet food (which we have changed out for higher ranked food since then), and watching you eat it faster than an alligator on a slab of meat. Competitive, I thought…I guess you and your siblings fought for food.
I remember afterwards, you started showing a little love for snuggling to my leg. Sigh…I think at that point I was in love.
You were pretty shy at first. I remember how you reacted to meeting my husband’s family. You were a little scared, hid behind me and the hubs, but ultimately showed your playful side. Typically, after 5 minutes of playing, you would put your paws up to be held and would fall asleep in my arms.
You got a little braver. You started to think that my hands were better than any chew toy around…OUCH!! Thankfully, peanut butter and a kong toy lessened that considerably.
I remember them spaying you at the shelter, and then I got to bring you home. You were loopy, and at first, hated the neck pillow that prevented you from playing with the spay incision. After a while, though, you found it to be a comfy pillow and fell asleep on my lap. I love these moments.
It was finally time to bring you to a vet. As I walked in, holding you with my 28934 questions that I had about being a good puppy mom, you started whimpering. You weren’t a fan of this new place, but eventually started getting playful after the nurse was done with the painful stuff (i.e. temperature taking…poor dogs).
One of the cutest things about you lately, is that you like to lay on your belly as I cook. You’re just watching, relaxing and just still learning about my husband and I’s lives. It’s so great!
I also notice that you’re little fears that you had at first are fading away, but at times, when you show some new ones, it’s great that you understand that we’re here for you. We really love you, Millie. 🙂 I can’t wait to write about you more!
Here is Millie at this very moment…sleeping at my feet. 🙂