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Puppy Love!

Izzy’s dad promised her a new puppy.  They were very maticulous to pick out the parents, the breed, coloring , yada yada yada. 200 months later, the baby is born. ~ Oh wait, that’s humans, not dogs.

Anyhow, Izzy’s baby just arrived.  This is Mallie.  Mallie is six weeks old. Isn’t she precious?

Izzy looked at me with fear in her big blue eyes: “Daddy is scared you will love this puppy so much, you won’t want to give her back.”

“Yea, right, like I need to take care of another baby.”  I tell Izzy. But then again…. This new puppy is very, very cute.  HMMMMMMM…….


We take the puppy with us everywhere! She visits my mother, then my brother, his wife and their two kids.  Everybody loves a puppy, yes?

And that nose, who could resist kissing that sweet lil ole brown nose every single night?


Mallie and Izzy are two peas in a pod.  There are adorable together!  Jake and I take them on a golf cart ride and stop off in the park to let Mallie run around and stretch her lil legs.  She’s so soft and fuzzy and that puppy breath…..I’m starting to think that maybe Mallie should stay at our house and not go home after all.  I don’t want her to be lonely during the day when Izzy’s dad is at work.  I’m at home anyway working on my computer, I can babysit during the week and he can have her back on the weekends.  Joint custody, yes?

Before we go to bed that night, we tuck our brand new sweet lil baby neatly in MY bathroom.

“My bathroom?” I ask in alarm.  “Why my bathroom? Why not your bathroom, it’s your baby!”

“Oh momma, no!  She needs you.  I don’t know what to do if she cries in the middle of the night, this is the first night away from her mother.  I don’t know puppy language, you do.”

Errr ummmm, puppy language? Oh stars….I forgot about all that yelping the first few nights…..

“I want her to be comfy.” Izzy says. “I want my lil baby to have the comfiest blanket we can find.”

By 2:00 a.m., Mallie has taken upon herself to find her own comfy blanket……

Puppy language translation, huh?

Mallie whispers in my ear “My what lovely hair you have to chew on…”


More puppy language translation:

2:00 a.m. I am crying and I won’t stop until you hold me and put me in your bed….

3:22 a.m. I am awake and bored and will chew on your back fat to sharpen my new teeth…

4:05 a.m. I want to go outside to potty…or else I will simply do it in your bed…

5:23 a.m. I want some more food and I want it wet, so get your fat booty up and throw that slop into the microwave…

6:04 a.m. It is time to “get up and play!”

At 7:02 a.m. on a Saturday morning, Izzy thought it would be so cute to take a picture of me and Mallie bonding…

That afternoon, when Izzy’s dad came calling for his new baby to come home…

I packed up her comfiest blanket I could find…

and sent that puppy on her way…

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