Thursday, December 13, 2012

SOPHIE!!!!!!

So, my computer hasn't been working right for a while. No internet, no E-mail. It was just a nuisance for a while until something AWESOME happened and there was no way to write about it on my blog. But I just realized; I can use my mom's computer! So; here we go.

WE GOT A PUPPY!
Yup! Her name is Sophie, and she is sooooo adorable! 
See, about a week ago, mom found this dog she liked on petfinder. His name was Scout, and she thought he was adorable, but I didn't think he was all that cute. So mom insisted we go to the shelter so I could meet him in person.
   See, we had been thinking about getting another dog for a while. A companion for Max, to get him some exercise and maybe calm him down when we left the house. Mom wanted an older dog; she said that she wanted someone easy to manage, who would be calm enough to have a good effect on Max.
   We got there, and Scout was nowhere to be found. Apparently, he hadn't even arrived at the shelter yet. There were, however, two adorable honey-colored puppies in a crate in the side room. We played with them for two seconds before I told mom that, of course, we had to adopt one. No, she said, we were going to get an older dog. That was when one of the volunteers came in and took one of the puppies away. "Is she getting adopted?" Mom asked. Yes, she was. Without her sister.
   I looked at mom with what I hoped were puppy-dog eyes. "Come on," I said, "We have to get her now!"
   Mom sighed and started explaining again why we couldn't get a puppy. And I started listing the reasons we should.
   First of all, I told her, puppies are a lot of work, but the training you do with puppies sticks. It works that way with people, too.
  Second, mom had been worried that we would get a dog who wasn't as cute as Max, and Max would end up being the favorite, with the second dog lonely. "But the reason why we love Max so much," I said, "Is probably because we got him as a puppy. We would bond with her if we got her now!"
   And the final, most important reason; "She's sad! She would be happy if we brought her home!"
Mom sighed. Again. "How about you hold the puppy while I think about it." She said. She walked out of the room, and I eagerly took the puppy (who I was calling "butterball) out of her crate. There was Christmas music playing on the radio, and I found myself rocking her gently back and forth while I sang along. She would occasionally interject to lick my face.
   I don't remember what exactly led up to the decision itself, but mom eventually caved and decided to adopt her! Not foster; adopt! Right then and there! Of course, now there was a ton of paperwork to do.
   As I held Sophie while mom filled out the paperwork, a group of kids who must have been on a school field trip or something filed in. I was told (by someone) that they wanted to see a puppy. But we had just taken the last puppy. No big deal, though; it was show and tell time!
   I walked over to the kids and introduced her to them. Everyone had a blast petting her and holding her and cooing over her while I found myself talking like I worked there;
"We don't know how old she is, but we're thinking ten weeks." "Not sure, but we're thinking Shar-Pei/ Lab." "Yeah, her sister just got adopted about fifteen minutes ago!"
When that was over, two girls who weren't with the group came in and started cooing over her too. They stayed the entire time we were filling out the paperwork, one girl holding her and taking pictures to send to her mom and say, "this is what I want for Christmas!"
In the time we were there, we learned that she had multiple siblings, and loved dogs, but wasn't allowed to have one. She was obviously persistent though; somehow I think she'll keep taking pictures of puppies until her parents relent.
   Eventually, the paperwork was done. We took her home and Owen marveled over the new puppy. She played well with Max, had a good pee outside; but we still had to name her.
I had come up with "Sophie" and "Noel" at the shelter. Mom and Owen liked "Rosie".
   I really loved the name Sophie though, so I asked mom, and she said that if Owen was okay with it, that could be her name. And so, we ended up with a puppy named Sophie.

So it turns out that that calm, sweet puppy we met at the shelter is actually not so much calm. Sweet, yeah, but not calm. I fell in love with her from the moment I met her, so I call her things like "Honeybooboo", "Honeybear", 'Honeybun" and a lot of other pet names with the word "Honey" in them. But the names she earned from the rest of the family?;
"Crocodile"
"Psycho puppy"
"Crazy puppy"
"Nippy puppy"
"Psycho"
Does that paint a clear picture?
She is such a lab. She does the "play snarl" that I've only seen labs do, when she's playing with Max and starts growling and snorting like crazy, and you look over to make sure they're okay, and both their tails are still wagging. She is also very chewy; I think she's in the teething stage, because she will chew on anything; including people.
   Not to say she actually bites, but she's not exactly too gentle, either. For the most part, though, it doesn't hurt, and I let her chew on my hand. It's funny; I was terrified of Max chewing me when he was that age, but now you could call me a human chew toy! Unfortunately, though, her favorite chew toy isn't hands; It's feet. And shoes, especially if someone's wearing them. Mom's moccasins are already slowly but surely being pulled apart.
   For all that she's a little psycho puppy, (even I call her that sometimes!) She's also very sweet. She's already slept in my bed with me twice, and although both times I was woken up around seven or six in the morning, she hasn't woken up once for purposes other than to lick my face, then fall back asleep.
   All and all, she is just a wonderful puppy. I am absolutely in love with her, and can't wait to introduce her to everyone! And sorry to everyone I haven't E-mailed with this big news; once again, my E-mail is down for the count. I'd keep writing, but there's yard work to be done. I wonder how that'll work out with a puppy around...

Ciao!

P.S;
I totally forgot! Yesterday was my blog's fifth birthday! Yaaay!

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