It was a full day, but not much got done. It was filled with mostly driving to and from Helsinki, because that is where our soon-to-be new dog is and we had a chance to meet him before we pick him up in a couple weeks. He spent most of the time sleeping on my wife's lap, so it looks like my wife gets what she wants, and has squeezed our daughter out of ownership.
He was pretty comfortable there.
His brother is also there and they look very similar, though ours is a little chunkier, with a wider head, and ever so slightly lighter in colour. However, their nature seems very different with ours curious, calm and reserved, and the brother outgoing and very playful. The breeder chose the calmer one for us, as she thinks it is better for families with children.
I fixed the last of the fence, which was a piece to close off the bottom of the terrace so he doesn't wander under where we can't reach him. Otherwise, we are pretty much all set to welcome him in to make our home, his home. It is going to be a bit different than that of the breeder, who has a smallish apartment with several dogs there currently (not all hers), and not too much space to spare. Here, he will be able to run free and get lost in comparison.
Though I don't think he is going to go far.
He seems at this point very much a lapdog, looking for a warm and calm place to bury his nose and fall asleep, with paws shaking at the dreams. Smallsteps is a little bit unsure about how to handle the puppies at the moment, but she will learn fast. They are just over a kilo now, but when picking them up, they feel half that - except for when they bite with their tiny, sharp teeth.
We ended up talking with the breeder and playing with the dogs for a couple hours, which was less than half the time we spent driving to do so, but of course it was worth it. I think it made it more real for Smallsteps too, as while she has seen pictures, holding it in her hands makes a difference. This is the first time she has been with such a small puppy and she was pretty amazed at how small they actually are. Compared to the adult dogs that we were also patting, they look like toys, and the other dogs aren't very big themselves.
Two weeks and family life changes slightly again. Well, life is always in flux and we have a fair amount of change all the time it seems, but hopefully, this is change for the better. Even though it isn't easier. Better doesn't mean easier though, and I think a lot of us confuse at times what actually makes our life better, and how much easier costs our wellbeing.
The life of a dog is better and easier though.
I wish I was a dog.
Taraz
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