My husband and I agreed long ago that getting a puppy for Christmas is not a good idea. The initial surprise and adorable photo opportunities are one thing, but the extra work and lack of sleep during a busy holiday and having to housebreak in frigid, snow-covered weather just spells Bad Plan. So what happens?
We get a puppy at Christmastime.
One morning in November my kids ambushed me at the door, classifieds in hand. There’s puppies for sale in the newspaper! They were the right price, a wonderful breed, and only two towns away. So we sought. And we found a sweetheart of puppy right in the heart of the Christmas season. I could say more but pictures speak volumes. So here’s a short photo journal of the newest member of our family: