Bear

Last week we decided to look for a puppy. Both boys wrote in their journals at the end of school they wanted one during the summer so they could spend a lot of time with it. This week Tad and I are asking ourselves, “Why are we looking for a dog?” But of course that hasn’t stopped us.

At first our search was the local shelters. Unfortunately there were no puppies and the younger dogs they had didn’t like cats. We looked for a Labradoodle, but there were none available locally, and the ones from breeders started at $1,000+. Next we thought about the Siberian Husky Justin had seen and wanted. Researching on the Internet and asking all our friends changed our minds. The idea of a big hyper dog with dog hair falling off in buckets didn’t sound appealing.

We decided not to try a new breed. If Labs are the best dogs in the world, why should we?

Our 12 year old chocolate lab is hard to see at night in the backyard so we didn’t decided to go light—the lighter the better.

The woman we called in nearby Morrison was happy to hear from us The puppies had just turned 6 weeks old and she was ready for them to have new homes’ with a houseful of puppies and two toddlers she was r-e-a-l happy to hear from us.

We didn’t tell the boys when we finally located a dog so when we loaded them in the car they had no idea where we were going. The only female not spoken for in the litter was not perky as the woman had told us, but extremely active. The largest, lightest, most laid-back dog is what we left with. We decided almost immediately to call him Bear—he looked like a fuzzy honey colored bear.

The vet told us Bear was 100% healthy and the cutest dog she’d ever seen. As the proud owner of a new puppy we believed her completely.