so it turns out that I like small dogs
When the Milton Dog Summit began a couple months back, I made some firm requirements: good with children, calm, small-ish. Not a puppy. I wanted to give an adult dog a new home.
As the stay home parent, and the chief walker of said beloved pet, I needed to know that any dog we brought home would be in capable, if feeble, hands. The neuropathy in my ring and pinky fingers is always with me and I just don't have the hand strength necessary to train with an unruly, large dog, no matter how darling.
So, we have been researching and talking to breeders while all the while I pitched stories about my favorite childhood dog, Skippy, the sweetest little Boston terrier, as my husband scrunched his face up until I said: 'Yes, exactly. That's exactly how they look.'
I guess you had to be there. He wasn't amused either.
Then we read about Courtney, a sweet French Bulldog/Boston Terrier, looking for a family.
Courtney's first day with us
We made a trip out to meet her the following day and we knew immediately she was the girl for us.
Last Saturday night, we brought our little honey home with us.
She is still shy and somewhat nervous, uprooted and unsure. Yet, each day she grows more confident. She is tucked away, near my feet right now, sprawled out and lightly snoring.
We are all smitten.
I am smitten. I am baby talk and warm chicken broth and checking on her at night.
And I'm amused that I am swept in the canine craze, something I've just never understood before this bitty dog came to call us home.
As the stay home parent, and the chief walker of said beloved pet, I needed to know that any dog we brought home would be in capable, if feeble, hands. The neuropathy in my ring and pinky fingers is always with me and I just don't have the hand strength necessary to train with an unruly, large dog, no matter how darling.
So, we have been researching and talking to breeders while all the while I pitched stories about my favorite childhood dog, Skippy, the sweetest little Boston terrier, as my husband scrunched his face up until I said: 'Yes, exactly. That's exactly how they look.'
I guess you had to be there. He wasn't amused either.
Then we read about Courtney, a sweet French Bulldog/Boston Terrier, looking for a family.
Courtney's first day with usLast Saturday night, we brought our little honey home with us.
She is still shy and somewhat nervous, uprooted and unsure. Yet, each day she grows more confident. She is tucked away, near my feet right now, sprawled out and lightly snoring.
We are all smitten.
I am smitten. I am baby talk and warm chicken broth and checking on her at night.
And I'm amused that I am swept in the canine craze, something I've just never understood before this bitty dog came to call us home.
Comments
She is too cute for words. Ok I'm leaving now, I already have 2.5 dogs....
Seriously, I want one.
Okay maybe one, because she is so dang darling.
I have three dogs (one big, two small), one cat and a bird. All but two are rescues. It's so easy to be smitten (which is why we have multiples).
We got a basset-mix from a local rescue group two months ago and that gal is 200% my baby dog! She is so sweet and gets along wonderfully with our other pets.
But she is so much bigger than any other dog I ever had at about 42 lbs. But she is a good listener, thankfully so not too bad with tugging on the leash, etc.
Good luck with your new lil gal!
I think you made a good choice for your family, your hands, your heart. Carry on.
Glad to hear you're enjoying her - and the baby talk is too cute! She is adorable!