This was no mean feat. As some of you know, the entire process has been a lengthy one. After convincing Darling Wife that she wanted a Scottish Terrier... :)
....we had to save the money to buy one and take proper care of him. We also had to find a breeder we liked. This involved months of web searches, telephone calls, and letter writing. And when we did finally find one, we waited and waited, but her dog did not go into season. Then she recommended another breeder in Michigan who had puppies available.
So we had to start the process all over again with this breeder. Once we'd decided to take a puppy from this breeder, there was the issue of how to get him here to CA. We did not want to fly him by himself in cargo. That's a bit too much for a puppy to go through alone. Would you put a baby in a box and stick it into an airplane's cargo hold for hours? I don't think so. And while a puppy is not exactly a baby, in many ways it amounts to the same thing. So I decided to fly to MI and pick him up and bring him back with me in the cabin. However, flights to Grand Rapids, MI from central CA are not cheap. I ended up opting to fly to Chicago and crash with a friend for a few days instead. The flight was significantly cheaper, and my friend generously offered to play chauffeur to me and my new family member, picking me up at the airport while it was still dark and driving us around Lake Michigan in the wee hours during the middle of winter. Now, that's a good friend. But coordinating her schedule with mine and the breeder's proved even more difficult, and when we eventually worked it all out, it still meant me getting almost no sleep for three days, and all I saw of Chicago was my friend's apartment and one truly great pizza place.
But all's well that ends well, right? Fergus has been home with us for a week now, and he is proving himself to be all that we wished for. We've been having so much fun -and I had so much school work to catch up on- that this is the first chance I've had to sit down and share the good news. Who knows when I'll take the time again, but fear not; my blogging days may be fewer, but they aren't gone yet. And they won't all be about our adorable new pal.
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Though, just for the record, we wouldn't mind if you gave us frequent updates!
Love that last picture — he matches your shirt.
Of course. I'll start right now. We noticed yesterday that his ears are beginning to stand all the way up. The right one stays up almost all the time now. The left still flops down sometimes, but not as much as it is in these pics. Our baby is growing up so fast. DW wants to take him to Never Never Land. (Not the creepy Michael Jackson ranch, though.)
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