Here's our latest addition to the family. Layla is a boxer, currently 8 weeks old. She's precious and cute and has big ole paws and lots of puppy skin, which means she's going to be a big doggie.
I will say that having a puppy is enough to make me temporarily question our desire to have kids. (I said "temporarily" Lucy-don't read too much into it) For the first week we were up every 2 hours letting her out. Between her teeny bladder and being scared of the crate, it was an exhausting week. Finally, last night and the night before we are down to letting her out once during the night. Almost glorious. Almost.
Today she's learned to jump on the couch and get into trash, two things she can't do. Tomorrow we start training classes. I don't know how to feel about it-if I'm excited that we finally get to try to teach her things we want her to do, versus things we don't want her to do, or if I'm just tired of following her around and telling her what to do.
I bet my husband wishes I'd get tired of doing that to him. :)
2 comments:
Awww, she's just so cute. The puppy stage doesn't last forever. Getting into trash, however, may be a different story....
I'm so jealous. She's precious!!! Congrats.
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