Our new puppy

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Our new puppy
Aug 2, 2008 at 10:15 PM
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For the past year or so my husband and I have been going back and forth over getting a dog, we had initially planned on getting a pure bred chocolate lab, but have had difficulty finding them at a reasonable price. Well on Tuesday I just happened to look in the paper and I saw an ad for chocolate labs, $250, more than we could afford, but less than what we'd been seeing, well I called and unfortunately there were none left. Just below that ad I spot and ad that says...Golden Doodle/Lab mix $10, I had this mental image of a little curly yellow dog. Well my husband and I discussed it and finally after a year of debate, we decide we are going to do it. I dreamt about this little curly yellow dog all night long and was so excited to call the next morning. Wednsday morning comes (my birthday) and I call the number in the paper just to be told by a woman on the phone that all the puppies were gone, I was so disappointed all day. I went to work and whined to my coworkers about how depressed I was that I wasn't getting the puppy I had so looked forward to. One of my coworders told me to call the lady back and ask if someone had returned one, I laughed and said "come on, who returns a puppy". Well believe it or not an hour later I check my voicemail on my phone and sure enough it's the puppy lady telling me that somebody had returned a puppy, I call her back and tell her I'll be there (it felt like destiny, some how this dog was meant to be mine). So I get off work and me, my hubby, and the kids go to pick up the puppy, only when we get there it's not the curly yellow dog that I had dreamed of, it's a little black mutt, and my heart plummeted (shallow, I know). I couldn't get over the fact that this was not the dog that I had imagined, he was the last of 21 puppies, had been inspected and rejected 20 times and taken and returned by the 21st, we were number 22 and this poor little dog had been rejected way too many times in his short life for me to turn my back on him too. So here I am, the proud owner of a little black mutt that has wormed his way into my heart, his name is Scout.