puppy! **Update w/ pics**

I had a piece of my heart stolen yesterday by a little blond angel who only ways about a pound and a half.  We named her Razzle and she is a Maltese/Chihuahua mix and only 6 weeks old.

My aunt’s friend Arlene’s sister’s dog had these puppies and they were already trying to find them homes but Arlene is watching them all.  The mother escaped the yard and got hit by a car and so now Arlene is really trying to get rid of these puppies because she is not a dog person and she really doesn’t have the time to care for 4 orphaned puppies.  So my aunt and I went by to look at them and ended up bringing one home.  I thought it would be ok.  My mom said no big dogs, but she would really like a little ‘purse puppy’ (lol as she calls them).  And this little darling is just so sweet and so cute.  But then she said it was up to my step-dad.  I was like "Are you serious?  We both want this dog, Dave (my little brother who is autistic) will love this dog.  So that’s 3 against 1 and in a democracy which really is what a family should be with the parents’ being a slightly heavier vote."  But because my step-dad has ‘allergies’ we aren’t allowed to have a dog.  Even though Maltese are supposed to be good for allergy sufferers because they don’t shed as much as regular dogs.  And the fact that we both want this dog obviously makes no nevermind to my step-dad who is an ass anyways!!  Gah.  But I think my mom is fighting to get this dog.  So she may get to come home with me after all.

But on top of that mom says I can’t have the birds at home because she thinks they’re bad luck!  OMG!!!  Are you serious?!?!  I was so upset last night.  Between trying to decide what to do and Hunni crying (her first night away from her littermates) I only got about 3 hours of sleep, plus about 1 1/2-2 hour nap once Hunni was let out of her crate and she quieted down once I let her sleep next to me.  She’s already doing pretty well at being housebroken.  She goes on pee-pads in her crate and has no problem going out in the yard.

We’ll see, I still have until at least Thursday morning to figure out what happens next.  Oh did I mention?  We may be leaving Thursday morning instead of Friday morning.  My aunt was holding out so she didn’t get my hopes up because it means she has to work every day between now and then so she has the vacation time she needs.  She it may happen, it may not.  But even if it does i may end up driving most of Thursday so she can rest up.  But it’s ok.  I haven’t told Quinn that part yet.  I told him we may make it home on my birthday (which would be if we left Friday and didn’t piss around the whole trip).  I am trying to surprise him and be home Friday night or Saturday morning so that I can actually see him Saturday/Sunday.  As opposed to our prior ETA of about 6pm Sunday (which I was VERY unhappy about, btw).

Ok, stuff to do, dogs to care for, and an aunt to get up and get to work.

~*~*~Blessed Be~*~*~