I just wanted to share that today is the one year anniversary of when i got Zack. That was such a great day, it was a Saturday, i was so excited and it was the beginnning of a whole new adventure in life, and a relationship.
I went to get him in the afternoon. It was a pretty long drive, i was excited. He came out into the front yard and was running and playing with anothe tri cavalier, Sophie, who was from a different litter, about a month older. The family cat was there too.
Then we went inside to do the paperwork and talk, and he and Sophie were playing in the kitchen were we were. they were playing with a huge bully stick.
Then, i drove him home, he cried and moaned, i held him in my lap, then stopped at an ASPCA pet store to get a leash, and some Innova puppy kibble, the kind the woman had been feeding them, and then we went to a big pet supply place and i spent about $350. Before that day, all i had was the travel crate.
Then we got home, in the evening. He went right into the backyard and peed and pooed, glad he didn't poo in the pet store. Unfortunately he had bloody diarrhea and it freaked me out, but otherwise he seemed to feel fine and was playing with his new toys and especially his bully stick, and when i went to bed, i had him sleep in his crate at the foot of my bed and he was quiet.
so that's how it all started.
I've been looking forward to this day, just because when i remember what date it is, it brings back the happy memories, which feels good.
Do others have memories and feelings like this about the day they got their dogs?