So, the kids (i.e., big grown men I refuse to acknowledge could be the age of a child I actually gave birth to, hence "kids") came home from the job in New Mexico... with a puppy. They each contributed money to the purchase of one of the puppies anyway, in spite of Carl's story (see "puppy lust" below), but its home is going to be with one of the other boys.
When they got out of the car, this most adorable (and I will warrant, definitely not a full breed) little puppy bounded out, so playful and happy to see everyone. He was so cute, as puppies are, and I can see why the boys just couldn't resist. In spite of my extreme doubts, they have already housebroken it (I cannot believe that, but they assure me it's true) and they are playing with it constantly, handling it and not allowing it to attack, even playfully. They are going to get obedience lessons from one of the best trainers in the state (I am going to make sure of that) and they're also going to make sure while it still weighs five pounds, they get information from the trainer as to how to acclimate the dog around small kids, on the off chance that he comes in contact with a child who runs toward it, arms waving, excited.
On the lighter side, the puppy was very much afraid of our cat, who did absolutely nothing but sniff it a little. My cat, who is so extremely docile, will occasionally bristle up when an unknown dog comes around. Even puppies. This time, she just sort of blinked at him and he started scooting backward like she'd hissed and threatened to have him for lunch. Here's hoping he always has that attitude.
Posted by toni at August 17, 2004 01:00 PM