So while visiting my sister for the weekend we stopped to look at puppies at a local nursery and I fell in love with the sweetest Yorkie-Poo. He was so adorable and best of all would fit in a carry on and be ready for travel. However, the price wasn't ready for my budget, $1,000.
So I said goodbye with the hopes of someone fantastic adopting him and went back to my slightly saner thinking of, I don't have time for a dog. Then my sister forwards me a picture of a puppy her friend is looking to place. A fluffy white ball of fur. And somehow along the way I found myself driving to DC to pick up my newest addition, a Pomeranian Poodle. Murphy, the tiny terror.
I do still travel alot however, so does Murphy. He's a frequent traveler on the road to Chicago and when it's not Chicago to Grammy and Pappy's house to stay. He'll be taking his first flight in May. (Let's hope he doesn't decide to whine the whole way)
So the crazies took hold again last week and I decided I needed another dog, Murphy needed a friend, not that he doesn't have Brooks the 70+ Weimaraner and Hank the 70 pound mix that are our neighbors. Did I mention Murphy is all of 9 pounds? Anyway, online I went and found the cutest Yorkie-Poo. And thankfully my mother talked some sense into my this time and instead decided to adopt him herself. So tomorrow we head to Ohio to pick up Magee (our family has a thing for "M" names for our dogs.) Pictures will definitely be coming.
So for now it's just Murphy and I. Which is likely for the best, because as Jason, my wonderful co-worker put it, "You don't want to be the crazy dog lady."
So for now it's just Murphy and I. Which is likely for the best, because as Jason, my wonderful co-worker put it, "You don't want to be the crazy dog lady."
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