A few weeks ago, our family gained an addition, a long-awaited addition, at least for some of us. It’s all the fault of Santa Claus, really, who had heard the little boy pleas for a puppy and decided to give in, although he at least had the sense to realize that December was not the time to deliver. Instead, a letter was found under the Christmas tree promising a puppy when the weather was decent. I’m not sure if any of our spring weather could be referred to as “decent,” but a puppy made its way to our home anyway. And even for those who are hesitant to become a dog owner, (ME!) it’s hard not to go “AAAWWWWWW” when you see a face like this:
Puppy love hit pretty hard and pretty quick. The first few nights were heartbreaking as we’d shut the puppy, given the regal name “REX,” into the barn. Between his whimpering and the tears from Luke who couldn’t bear to leave him out there all by himself, it was hard not to break down. But this puppy will never see the inside of our house, so he had to get used to his new sleeping arrangements. Luke wanted to spend every moment outside, evidenced by this photo:
The love between a dog and his boys! Luke and Isaiah fought over who got to give him his treats and who would feed him. They’d cheerfully run around the house with Rex right on their heels, and I couldn’t help but smile as I’d hear their giggles as they’d lie on the grass while Rex crawled on them and gave them puppy kisses. So Very Sweet!
Fast forward a few weeks. Puppy love phase is over. I knew it wouldn’t last, but I hoped it might not disappear quite so quickly. Let’s just say the boys need a little extra “convincing” to spend quality time outside with Rex. Thankfully, though, Rex has been a good puppy. We all have quickly developed an attachment, and hopefully he’ll be around for a while!