Look at who we bought this weekend…

My fiance & Ash

Ash & a pig ear

Something tells me this is going to be the best way possible to kick off the summer. We can’t have him until we move out of our apartment (NOT fair!) on July 12th, but that’s coming fast thank goodness. I’ll keep my knitting area dog-free, but my goodness, his company is going to be more than welcome after almost three years without animals. We have 4 puppy parenting books to go through between now and when we move. I cannot wait!

Until I moved out and into an apartment with Fiance I didn’t realize how animal dependent I was. Sure I had been raised with german shepards and horses, and we’ve always had a cat or two around but what does that mean? After moving into our apartment I found out that it meant a lot. It’s not that Fiance and I weren’t happy, but I was plagued by loneliness initially. Later on I would spend time at my mom’s house with her three dogs and come home and just feel like something was missing. There was something in my daily life that was just gone, and I wasn’t having any of it.

We got a hamster after a few months, and he lived with us until this past January. He wasn’t the same as a dog, but he was ours and when he got sick I felt terribly. Jack ended up costing us $350 in vet bills at the end of his life, and I spent days busing into work, working for three hours then bussing out of the down town so I could make sure he was getting enough water as he couldn’t feed himself, and then busing back to work. It didn’t help his health, but I have no questions when I look back as to whether or not I cared for him as best as I could. We had him supervised for two days by the vets while he just chilled out under heat lamps, and while we could have put him down before we knew for sure if he would recover, for me there was no other option. He was mine! He needs the finest pocket pet attention that money can buy!!

Lucky for me Fiance is on the same page!

After Jack passed away we decided that we couldn’t have another pocket pet – we needed something  that would live for 15+ years for the sake of my heart. The shortest way to a dog (as well as space and independence and privacy…) was through a house, and so we’re moving next month and Ash is ours!

Me and Ash!

Oh man, just look at my face…this kid is going to be a heartbreaker!