Remember the Pomeranian... ? I let him out to potty last Friday morning and he disappeared. Long story - short he ended up at my sister in laws house ( her son is the one that originally put the abandoned pup in our house. ) She didnt keep her and the man that found her took her to the animal shelter. I had called there to see if anyone had called looking for one. Thirty minutes later they called and said they had found " MY pomeranian". HE ISNT MY POMERANIAN! :)
Fast forward past the funeral.
Danielle and I are out shopping and Randy says to " Hurry home, he has a surprise for me." I called my mom and she said the same thing. So we hurry home. Geneviette ( the four year old grandbaby ) is at the fence with her arms stretched out as far as they will go yelling " Don't look ! It's a puppy and it's for Christmas!"
Seems the neighbor heard about our plight with the pomeranian and thought we really wanted a dog. Some elderly people around the block had a dog they couldnt take care of and thought we would make a good home. Lydia said " God has blessed you with this dog." I think Randy was so shocked he didnt know what to say... and how do you argue with God ?
So.. meet Fred. Fred is here to stay and fits in our home so well. He is great with
Geneviette which hopefully means he will be great when preschool starts. I have already emailed our environmental rating scale observer about the implications of having a dog in the home with the kids. We will make it work.
I love Fred already.