I feel kinda guilty being excited about a new puppy. It has been over 10yrs since we’ve had the joy of a puppy, so it is hard not to be. But being only a month since we lost Sasha..it feels a little wrong.

It has been unbearably empty here with out her, without any dog at all. I still haven’t been into the backyard (I don’t use the clothes line remember ) and the yearning for a baby had become overwhelming for both of us.

So we started looking around for some breeds and breeders…just looking. We wanted something small that we could have inside always, get on with or at least not eat the kitteh and that we could take out and about in the car. We had thought a pug could be good, ticked all the boxes..and I do have an attraction to cute but ugly. I would really love a French Bulldog, or Boston Terrier…but it will take some further bribing to warm him up to a $3000 dog

We visited a few breeders, one was down right awful, and others didn’t have what we wanted. We went to another Sunday, not expecting much.

The wife was into the pugs, and the husband.. Australian Bulldogs. While the kids and I played with the itty bitty pugs the men folk got talking and the next thing we are off to look at the bulldogs…and I guess you can see where this is going.

I think Jake was in love the moment the kennel door opened and out spilled 5 fat little puppies. Then the way he looked at me like an excited 5yr old asking can we please have one of these instead. He has really been missing Stasia, she was such a Daddy’s girl..the other meezers aren’t that into him. How could I say no?

Her name is Sookie, which must be said with a Bill Compton-ish southern accent. I really wanted the boy puppy, so I could call him Eric, tho it doesn’t seem too appropriate for a bulldog.

He rings me 3-4 times a day, to see what ‘I’ am doing..which really means what is my baby doing

Yes, lots of sleepy pics. She is a baby after all (an 8.7kg baby!). And you can’t beat that sleepy puppy smell, right? She seems to only have two speeds, full pelt crazy and sleepy.

The baby shopping is going to send me broke.

No, they are not cat scratches on her nose..yet . They are from her brothers and sister sharp little puppy teeth.

large ceramic bowl+cat tail= ouch

Poor Gemini. The kids were feeding the cats on Sunday night, the bowl fell off the bench and onto her tail.

Thankfully our vet was open yesterday. Poor baby has a huge gash in her tail which needed a few stitches, and we’ll just have to wait and see about the other damage…she may end up losing half of her tail.

She was running around crazy purring and rubbing herself on everyone and thing yesterday till the local wore off, then she was pretty miserable and in a lot of pain. She is a lot happier today, and amazingly hasn’t pulled her stitches out yet, tho not for lack of trying.

Fingers crossed the tails heals up enough for her to keep it.