I met my sister in law and her pup on a local trail for a run. It was the first time I brought my pup for a run, and wasn't sure how it would go. We only went for 3 miles, but everyone did great! We timed it so that we would be finishing up our run just as my mom showed up with her new pup.
I have a 14 month old German Shepherd, otherwise known as 60 pounds of HEY WANNA PLAY? HUH, HUH, HUH? DO YA, HUH? WANNA PLAY? LET'S PLAY!
My sister in law has a 3 or 4 year old brussels griffon, otherwise known as a snack for a german shepherd.
It has been tough to get them to play together. Although the brussels griffon makes a really cool noise when he is pissed. It is only cool because it isn't my dog being eaten. I know this.
Anyway, I have been antsy to find my pup a big pup to play with. My dad wants to get a german shepherd puppy next summer, so I figured that would be it. But my mom got antsy for a pup sooner, and adopted a sweet boy from the humane society last week. He is perfect for my pup! I mean, my mom.
What was I saying?
Oh, right. Today we introduced the pups, and it went great. I thought that by running my pup first, she might be tired and a bit more mellow, but no dice. Mom's pooch was ready to play, and it was great.
After, mom picked up my grandpa and they watched the dogs play while I worked, then Mom and I made biscotti as the first stop in our christmas cookie baking plan. We had dinner together and then they left. Now I am drinking a jalapeno margarita, which is fabulous, even if I did strain a muscle opening the jar of jalapeno tequila.
Good times, I say! And my pup is finally tired.
Life is Good.
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