Our lives are about to change again.
Puppy day is fast approaching. Friday we will welcome a 7 week old black lab into our home and begin both the bonding and training process with our new mudpuppy.
It comes with much excitement and much skepticism or fear.
We haven't ever done the puppy stage before with a dog. Sure there are millions that do it every year, but how are we going to manage with working full time etc…
Exciting though that we get to be the pup's new family. The 2 legged litter mates if you want to call it that.
The little guy sort of picked us. We had our eye on about 3 or 4 in the litter that would fit our needs and wants in a hunting dog/companion.
He picked us though. He was in the group of 3 or 4 but he stood out as being the one that hung around us the most, came up to us right away and kept coming back for more.
He snuck into our hearts in a few short visits. Chasing away some of the darkness left by our former mudpuppy's demise.
Almost 6 months later losing her still hurts.
I had a big talk last night with Miss K. She knows that she is gone, that she is living with God, but doesn't understand why she just can't come home for a little bit.
She wants to give her more kisses and hugs she said. Bless her heart she just wants to see the dog she loved one more time
Miss K is excited about the new puppy. She loves going to see all of them and is almost counting the days until he comes home.
She asked last night why when our Mudpuppy died that she couldn't come back to us. She understood that she went to heaven and was living with God, but wanted desperately to just hug her once more because she missed her a lot.
How do you tell a three year old that its just the way it is, when something dies, it doesn't come back, when all you want to do is the same as her?
Just one more hug, one more sloppy kiss to the face would somehow make it better.
Reality is tough, especially when you're three. It brought tears to my eyes to see Miss K give a big kiss to the picture of her and our mudpuppy. She was pretty sure that our mudpuppy felt them all the way at God's house.
I guess we don't see how much she is hurting. How much she really does miss having the dog around.
I know we'll never have the same experience we did with our first girl, but there's hope this new little guy will put a smile on all our faces and realize new hopes and dreams with his presence.
All I know is it will be an adventure like none before it…
Til next time when I talk of puppy dog tales...
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