well, my wife did anyway. the local animal shelter sponsored a showing of "Beauty and the Beast" last night at a live action theater and during intermission they showed some choice dogs up for adoption. my wife called me while i was at home watching my youngest daughter, and in her most pitiful voice begged me to let her bring one home. a chi-waaaa-waaaa named Anna specifically.
i said "maybe" and let her sleep on it. and so today, with a full understanding that it was HER dog and that if it became a problem it would be gone (typical husbandry speech to invalidate any blame for the poopy messes in the future ), she and the kids took off to the shelter to pick up our new pet, Anna.
she's 1.5 yrs old and is very calm for a "yip-yip" dog. she's done nothing but snuggle with whoever is lowest to the ground at the moment and she doesn't mind being the hug toy of my kids, especially my youngest who has apparently claimed Anna as her own
anyhoo.....pics
Trying to take a nap after the traumatic day
Noah calming her
i said "maybe" and let her sleep on it. and so today, with a full understanding that it was HER dog and that if it became a problem it would be gone (typical husbandry speech to invalidate any blame for the poopy messes in the future ), she and the kids took off to the shelter to pick up our new pet, Anna.
she's 1.5 yrs old and is very calm for a "yip-yip" dog. she's done nothing but snuggle with whoever is lowest to the ground at the moment and she doesn't mind being the hug toy of my kids, especially my youngest who has apparently claimed Anna as her own
anyhoo.....pics
Trying to take a nap after the traumatic day
Noah calming her