Puppy Pick-up Day!!!

Since Maeby is one year old and we are just barely starting this dog blog, we have a whole year’s worth of cute Maeby pictures and fun Maeby stories. So, interspersed with current events will be pictures and stories of Maeby’s first year. And as soon as I take the time to cut the video, I’ll add that too.

So, let’s begin at the beginning. On August 25th 2007 we drove down to Fredericksburg and met the wonderful people of DC Dogfinders and they brought out the most adorable little puppy ever. She was so timid. We spent some time in their puppy play area letting her get to know us and while I was kind of expecting her to want to run and play, it was so cute that all she wanted to do was curl up in our arms. Suz held her while we filled out the adoption paperwork and got some last minute tips on puppy care from Avery and her husband.

Let me just blatantly plug DC Dogfinders now. They were wonderful to work with. They answered emails and returned phone calls promptly even when I asked dumb questions like whether a synthetic lambs wool bed was what she meant when she said that the puppies prefer lambs wool beds (I could not find a real lambs wool bed). They sent out a puppy parent instruction booklet a few days before we picked Maeby up so that we could buy all the necessary gear (crate, bed, blanket, toys, food, dishes, treats, Kong, Dingo Bones, leash, collar, etc.) additionally, they made sure we had a veterinarian before we could adopt Maeby. And they continued to answer our questions in the weeks following. Plus, she was already partially potty trained to go potty on puppy pads.

Now back to puppy pick-up day. Maeby slept and laid on Suzanne’s lap the whole way back and when we got home we put her in her crate and put her crate in the laundry room with the door open and just let her sleep. She was so sleepy. We put some toys outside her crate to give her some incentive to come out which she did a little bit, but mostly I think she missed her mom and she missed her brother. Later that evening our friend Harold stopped by and dropped off a new toy for Maeby, rubber squeaky newspaper, it was that squeak that woke Maeby up. She heard that squeak and just had to have it. She came out of the crate and bounded to the newspaper. It was as big as she was, but she loved the squeak (or hated it and was trying to get the squeaking to stop). She was so cute that first evening, but soon she just wanted to go back to bed. It had been a long day and we didn’t want to overdo it.