Day 2 I'm On A Roll

I had the fridge open, she though she could score a treat.

We have progress, two posts in a row! Today I want to express my thanks for my crazy little dog. I've been around dogs my whole life, like from the very get go. When I moved away from home though at eighteen I had been unable to have a dog, so I have been dogless for nearly seven years. My wife is also a dog lover, she never had one growing up but always wanted one. She's that lady who squeals PUPPY anytime she catches sight of a dog.

When we made our move to Arizona though we found that most of the apartments around the Phoenix area have a pet friendly attitude and we were pleased to begin our dog hunt. I wanted a young pup that I could train from day one, I wanted a male who could be gentle enough for a child yet tough enough to protect our home. My wife wanted something akin to a ball of cotton, or a husky, what we got was Lily. When we went to get Lily we were actually going to pick up her brother, I kept telling my wife that we might not bring a dog home and to not get too excited, I should have known better.

We drove nearly an hour to finally get to our little mongrel, we met Lily's owner and tried to make friends with Lily's brother. He ran, barked, growled, and finally tried to take my hand off. If I had time and wasn't expecting a baby I might have been willing to deal with high strung, but biting wasn't going to fly in my household. My wife talked my into at least looking at the two females, when we walked into their pen Lily came right up to us she sniffed and sat right down beside my wife. She seemed a little jumpy but I knew she was the dog for my family. She was six months old when we got her, an absolute mutt, she wouldn't move a muscle once we got her out of her pen, and not ten minutes after we left she pooped in the car.

Despite being not-the-dog-I-imagined I love our little dog to death. While it's a challenge to break some of her bad habits and teach her good ones, I'm thankful because you can't teach loving. She adores my wife, and loves my in-laws. She's only 37 lbs. but has a deep angry bark when she's startled and bravely stands between my wife and any ducks we run into. In short she loves us and protects my family, she's pretty stinking cool.