Fast forward a year. The yearn for a dog has been strong yet again. Especially as we are now settled nicely in our "House of Dreams" (still reading the Anne of Green Gable series...) and have a fenced in backyard. And so on Wednesday when I noticed an ad on kijiji for an English Springer Spaniel - great with kids, 4 months old, housetrained - we headed out, only to come home with this handsome fellow:
And not only is he a handsome fellow, he is a good little fellow too. I am happily able to say that at this particular moment because he just went pee. Outside of my home. (housetrained?! ha! maybe at their place!...although I'll give him another week to de-stress...) On Friday, I may not have stated that he was good quite so happily. Or quickly. Because when a puppy can, a puppy will do things such as this:
|(I like him so much right now that I could almost say "thank you" to him for this particular incident. I've been debating getting a new waste basket for the office...)|
Me thinks you'll see more than one post about Gus.