Tails & Typos is once again a three tail household! Meet Katy. Yes, I know, we tried this once before and it was the most stressful periods of our relationship. And, I really liked that coffee table.
When we met, Truman's mission in life was to get a german shorthaired pointer. He seemed so knowledgeable about the breed that I agreed to getting a dog without doing any research. The thing is, I am a city girl. Truman and I have no business owning a GSP. They have too much energy for a smaller house and we really can't have a dog that needs 10 miles a day worth or exercise.
So, about six months ago Truman got
puppy bigger dog fever again. We sort of checked out the animal shelters but none of the dogs seemed perfect. And parts of our fence are only 4 feet high. And it turns out we actually sort of leave town on the regular (you know, this and this and this). So we decided to hold off at least until we could build (read: pay someone to build) a taller fence. Plus, let's be honest, I had some PTSD from the Emmy experience.
That was the plan until I started trolling the pets section on Craig's list. A family posted that they had to give their dog away because their mobile home park changed the rules. Truman skipped a networking meeting and we headed up to meet the dog.
Truman was immediately smitten kitten. And I was pleasantly surprised that she was sweet and smaller than expected. She heads to the vet for a checkup tomorrow but we think she's about two years old and maybe 35 pounds. Our best guess is that she's a flat-coated retriever mix (maybe a spaniel cross?). Hopefully everything checks out ok at the vet tomorrow because (so far) things are going swimmingly. She's a sweet, well behaved, silly dog.
Isn't she pretty?
Look at those eyes!
See what I mean about being silly? She makes faces.
When we brought Emmy home I immediately panicked and began to cry. I worried about the "little pets" and what a change having a GSP would be for our lives. I didn't have the same anxiety with Katy. Sure, we both questioned our decision to (somewhat impulsively) adopt a dog we didn't know a ton about. But it wasn't panic...and so far things have gone well. The little pets aren't panicked either...but I'm not going to lie and say they are super excited about a younger dog joining the pack. I have a theory that everyone will settle into a nice rhythm soon.