When I was 6-9 years old I remember Christmas Eve as wonderful yet brutal. Oh the waiting….
In 3 and a half hours I meet and hopefully take home my next pooch. Mind you this will be interview 9 for the perfect fit thus far I’ve met some great pups but none fit. Is not fair to either pooch or myself to go whilly nilly. But “Abe” from what I can tell so far is perfect. I’ve been waiting all week for this meet and I’m excited.
I’ve everything ready…. food… treats…. a friend whose a local vet for shots and all I even cleared the boxes out so pooch would have room!! Fresh sheets on the bed and I took a couple of days off to be home and reduce his stress I’m counting minutes!
May the pooch fit into my strange world!!