The insanity never ends...

This is going to be rather short and no pictures....

We got a puppy yesterday...an 11 week old, purebred, male Brittany that we have decided to call "Peter" though I suspect his full name will probably be "Peter Löwenbräu Griffin, III," if the American Kennel Club approves it. We had to drive south of the Quad Cities to pick him up (a good 8 hour, round trip) in Burlington, Iowa. They had four puppies: three boys and a girl. We knew we didn't want the girl (I don't particularly feel like dealing with a bitch in heat, if you know what I mean) so we had the three boys to choose from. The one we picked was the most docile of the three, plus he listens, and he did extremely well with Little Man. He's a little bit of a chewer but that's what the bitter spray is for. He had some trouble with the car ride but we expected that. We don't know if he pooped or puked but it was still icky to clean up. We were lucky though: he didn't go rolling around in it. I mean, he got a little icky but nothing that baby wipes didn't take care of. He had a bath when we got home because he smelled like pee...I think he's going to have to have another one because he still kind of smells like pee. We'll see.

Other than that, life is the same...just a lot more cleaning involved. Hrm.

I'll post pictures next time.


Edited: the breeder told us the puppy was 7 weeks....based on the birth date of the puppy, he's really 11 weeks. Why the discrepancy? No idea.