Hi pooper!

Well, we did it.

We got a dog. We’re picking him up tonight. He’s an akita mix, smaller dog, about 40 lbs. He’s black and white with a smiley face and a furry body.

And before I need to answer these questions again:

1. Yes, we’ve been planning on getting a dog for a long time. We have read everything can, talked to a gajillion dog owners and are financially and mentally ready to have a dog.
2. Yes, we will be taking obedience classes and know the importance of a trained dog.
3. He has a vet appointment for Saturday and the dog walkers are coming to meet him tomorrow. He will not be cooped up all day alone.

We are ready, please, trust me.

So…we’ve been waiting for this past weekend in particular to start looking (waiting for spring and all that) and we started off at the anti-cruelty society on Saturday. There were SO MANY people there, all the awesome dogs have been adopted and the ones that haven’t are being hovered over by a thousand people, it just wasn’t right. We took a couple of dogs to go play, but they were nippers and biters and it just…wasn’t right.

Sunday we went to Animal Care and Control, which I had seen something about on some Chicago cable channel. It was a lot sadder, more older dogs (like 7 or 8) and the dogs were much skinnier. Lots of Rotts, lots of Pit Bulls and one darling dog named Pringles who was 4. We were close to grabbing her and removing her from her sad life when we did one last go out. And in that time outside we met the cutest, happiest, (from what I can tell) healthiest dog. Black and white, small(ish), smoochiest dog you have ever seen. Our dog. I knew I loved him, exactly what I wanted and was just waiting for John’s okay. We threw the ball he’d look at it with a big smile and then look at us. We clapped, he looked at us, we nuzzled him and he snuck in between our legs and stayed there, cozy and happy. I looked at John and could tell he loved him too.

So boom, we put in our application, the guy comes to “interview” us. Keep in mind its Animal Control, not a very heavy interview process. But John and I acted like we were applying to adopt a baby, telling the guy how much we loved each other and want something else to love etc. He told us at one point we were giving him way too much information.

We haven’t named him yet, we’ll get to know him better. And I’ll for sure take pics tonight to put up here tomorrow. I took the day off to be with him and play.

I’m so excited, I might poop me pants.