Tuesday, November 15, 2011

A New Addition to Our Family

For as long as we have been married, I have been begging Derek for a puppy. When we first got married, we were about to move to Oregon so he said no. When we moved to Oregon, I had no job and no friends and was so lonely so I begged again, and he convinced me it would be cruel with keep a puppy in the teeny apartments we lived in. Then we bought a house WITH A YARD and I begged again he said I was always working and never home and convinced me it would be horrible to leave a new puppy home alone all day. Then we found out we couldn't have a baby without in vitro. He agreed that IF in vitro didn't work, I could get my puppy, but IT WORKED (and I was thrilled about that, but I still wanted a puppy). Then, I WAS home all day with a sleeping baby, and I begged for the puppy, and he said I needed to focus on the baby not a puppy (which was probably true). Well now my baby is 14 months old, and I want another baby, but guess what...a puppy is WAY cheaper so....we got a puppy!!! Everyone meet London she is a golden retriever puppy and 8 weeks old:

The siblings have been requesting a picture of Livie and the puppy together. Let me tell you, this is no easy feat. It is hard enough to get Liv to hold still for a picture. Trying to get a picture with both holding still is near impossible. But I have tried all day and here are the best I have come up with:Liv loves the pup. They enjoy exploring the yard together. She loves to have the pup chase her, throw the ball for the puppy, and wrestle the puppy's chew toys out of its mouth. She also loves to pull poor London's tail which London doesn't actually seem to mind too much. London in turn loves to chase Liv around the yard and she loved licking Livie's feet when she is eating in her high chair (Liv thinks that is hilarious). I'm so excited for these two to be friends.

It's fun. Definitely a lot of work trying to watch Liv and make sure the puppy doesn't pee on the carpet. Derek is definitely re-evaluating this added stress he reluctantly agreed to. London has actually done really well. She sleeps in her crate all night and doesn't ever go to the bathroom in there. And she is pretty good at letting us know when she needs to go out. She seems to pee in the house once a day, and it is usually my fault for not letting her out when she whimpers at the door. She is such a sweet puppy, and I love that as I type this out while Liv is sleeping in her crib, I have a cute little puppy curled up on my lap. But I will be thrilled when she is officially potty trained. That will sure make things easier.