My Husband Rocks! The Retriever Edition

If you have read my blog for any length of time you know we have two Shetland Sheepdogs, Windi and Shadow. They are pretty old; Windi will be 12 in September and Shadow is 8 1/2. We haven't had a puppy in the house in over 8 years.

My husband has wanted to get Kiddo, who is also 8 1/2, a puppy for a few years now (Shadow was originally supposed to "grow up" with him...duh...dogs grow up a LOT faster than babies!) For years now I have resisted. It wasn't time, he wasn't responsible enough, etc, etc. Plus, we wanted a specific breed: Golden Retriever. Kiddo has loved those dogs since he can remember, and any time we've talked about getting one, he's always assumed it will be a Golden.

My sweet husband had been working on me for several months now about getting Kiddo a pup in December. Not at Christmas, mind you, since that is the worst time to bring a puppy home, but earlier. That gave me a few months to slowly get used to having another dog in the house, house breaking all over again, worrying over whether or not Windi and Shadow will get along with it, blah, blah, blah. That also gave us time to save up for the puppy. Golden Retriever puppies ain't cheap.

So when my friend, Loretta, emailed me a picture of some Golden Retriever mix puppies that her neighbor had found abandoned on the road around from their house, I stalled. I mean, I staaaaallllleeeedddd. I got the email on Friday and wanted to hit "delete" as fast as my fingers could move. But I couldn't. I knew I needed to at least tell my husband about them. But I waited until Tuesday, when the Lord wouldn't let me have a moment's peace any time I opened my inbox. I showed him the message and the picture and he about had apoplexy. If it hadn't been 10:30 P.M. I think he would have gone down there right then. Had I not been there he may HAVE gone down there. You're welcome, Loretta.

Those puppies were all he could think about for the next few days. The lady from the Retriever Rescue came and when she saw them she wanted to take them but Loretta's neighbor told her if she hadn't found homes for them by the weekend she'd give her a call. If we'd had to adopt from them it would have been $250. Free was much better.

So we headed down there last night to take a look at them. Kiddo had absolutely no idea why we were going down. Loretta's kids are friends with him, so it wasn't beyond us to go down there, just not "unplanned" and especially not on their small group night. When we first got there Kiddo went inside to play, which gave my husband and me time to go check out the pups.

Let me just say there was no hope for me now. My husband was hooked from the very first look. Hooked, I tell you! It was just a matter of which one Kiddo would pick out. So we lured him outside and had him play with them.

Here's the dialog that ensued:

Husband: "Why don't you pick one out?"

Kiddo: "I like this one, he's smaller and calmer."

Husband: "Would you like to take him home?"

Kiddo: "You're kidding, right?"

Husband: "Nope, that's the reason we came down here; you can take him home if you want to."

Kiddo:

So we are now the new owners of one of the cutest puppies on the planet. OH. MY. WORD. This dog is cute.

So why is this "My Husband Rocks?" Well, if it hadn't been for his prodding, this sweetheart wouldn't be in our home right now being spoiled absolutely rotten. Not that he was mistreated at Loretta's neighbors...exactly the opposite. But Kiddo is smitten with him, just like My Sweet Husband knew he would be. This is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, all thanks to my Husband, who most definitely rocks.

Thanks, Katy Lin, once again for bringing about this wonderful weekly post. You know, you rock, too!