He is growing on us

I am so pleased with our choice of a new pet. Ty matches my home perfectly, off-white with black accents. Of course I’m kidding…we didn’t plan that, but I do find it amusing and it will eventually work to my advantage when his fur begins shedding and is all over my furniture. Ty is making a place for himself nicely in our family. He is proving to be a smart dog and responds very well to training, another thing that will work to my advantage when he grows into those paws and weighs 80 lbs.

Caroline is still praying during her nightly prayers for Matty to get better, we just let it go because it seems to comfort her. She prays the request with such a tone of confidence and belief that I am convinced God will somehow, in His own amazing “God-like” way, someday answer her prayer. But last night for the first time, she added Ty to her prayer list. I smiled while she said it, he is wiggling his way into her heart too…even if she was just praying that he would stop chewing up all her stuffed animals.

Puppy Redemption

If you had told me the day before Matty died that this is where I would be, I would have told you that you had lost your mind. But today, the only person that has lost their mind is me. I would like for you to meet Ty. I think it’s critical that I introduce you to him as I am sure he is going to again come up in conversation here. Maybe something like “Ty ate another shoe” or “Ty wont stop eating our socks” or “Ty ate the kitchen table”…stuff like that.

Thank you all so much for your name suggestions and stories you shared. That post has officially gone down as one of my favorites, I loved hearing from you. My cute carpenter and I read through all of them, I laughed and he got scared. Now that our golden retriever pup is here, we mainly just have fear. This little man is proving to be a lot of work, which works out well because we had so much free time before he arrived. We often just looked at one another and said, “It’s so nice to never have anything to do”. Regardless, he is weaseling his way into our family and I am considering him “puppy redemption”. He’s not Matty, but he is taking his place in our world and helping to heal a wound…I’ll keep you posted.

Am I the only one that didn’t see this one coming?

Oh it’s happening. That is a real golden retriever puppy my Caroline is holding, with real fur that is going to be all over my house, and real puppy teeth that are going to attempt to chew on everything it sees, with a real bladder that is cannot yet hold, and a very real daddy that is the size of a small horse…and yet for some reason I can’t wait for him to come home with us in two weeks. Aside from all these other problems that I have listed, there is yet another dilemma that is currently weighing on me: what are we going to name this boy???? Please help me, or otherwise my husband is going to make me name him Maximus, and then I am going to have to listen to “I am Maximus Desimus Meridius, Commander to the armies of the North, General to the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true Emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance in this life or the next”….for the rest of this dogs life.

Come on friends, start talking to me. Names?