My family had lots of dogs growing up – the one that was closest to my heart was "Lucky", a black and tan miniature dachshund. He was my confidante during rocky teenage years. I loved that little dog. He had to be put to sleep when I was in college – I cried and cried.
Derek had his own dog as a teenager – "Toby". He even took him to obedience school. I don't know what kind of dog Toby was exactly (even though I met Toby on several occasions), I just know he was black – jet black. And Derek loved him.
Almost every single member of our extended families have dogs – we come from a long line of dog lovers.
But even with all of the dog "love", I have distanced myself from ever having one.
Nope – no way.
Don't love 'em.
Until now.
Something changed this summer. Maybe it's because Jacob's approaching 10. Maybe because my OCD tendencies with cleanliness have seemingly waned. Maybe because "all boys need a dog" and I've got three of 'em. Maybe because I want another baby, but Derek is not convinced we can do another pregnancy again anytime soon – if ever.
But whatever the reason, I've had a change of heart.
We've been researching since the spring and found the dog for us (a soft-coated wheaten terrier – hypoallergenic, non-shedding, great with kids). Then we looked and looked for a breeder and found one who happens to live about 20 minutes away (RARE!).
And today…
Our "girl" was born.
We are still debating the name – it will either be Molly or Maggie. If Samuel has anything to do with it (and he usually does) it will be Maggie.
Maggie/Molly will look just like her mom someday – they get blonder as they get older.
Part of me thinks "what.have.I.done?"
The other part of me is pretty thrilled!
Molly/Maggie won't be coming home with us until mid-November.
You can read more about soft-coated wheaten terriers HERE. Ours will have the "Irish" coat just like her mom – shiny and wavy versus the American coat which is fluffier.
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