Well....some people know, we always wanted a dog! A golden retriever or a Labrador preferably.
This all started when I went off to work on my bike and passed this most amazingly beautiful chocolate lab puppy, who wouldn't stop looking/cooing at me for the longest time.
Which got me thinking..hey let's look on marktplaats (Dutch Ebay) for a puppy ...JUST FOR FUN!
This all started when I went off to work on my bike and passed this most amazingly beautiful chocolate lab puppy, who wouldn't stop looking/cooing at me for the longest time.
Which got me thinking..hey let's look on marktplaats (Dutch Ebay) for a puppy ...JUST FOR FUN!
Guess what? There was a advertisement, to pick up some puppies for free! SUPER EXCITED...
BUT THAT TURNED OUT TO BE A HOAX (STUPID CRUEL PEOPLE)....
But within that 12 hours of waiting to find out if we could get a puppy, I basically managed to plan the scheduling of having a puppy, find out all the information we needed and REALIZED....hey! IT IS DOABLE!
GJ & I were disappointed, but we decided we shall look further and see if anything comes up.
Now, the going rate for a pedigree lab is EUR850-1000, which is ridiculous, given that our first car cost just as much.
We wanted a pet, not a show dog/breeding dog.
On Good Friday itself, we saw and advert in the morning about new pups ready to be taken home from a farm, they JUST turned 8 weeks (PERFECT!)
GJ whipped out his phone, made a few calls, and VOILA...we could visit en route to his parents for Easter celebrations.
An hour of driving on god-forsaken country roads! we came to the farm and got a VERY WARM greeting from Paddy's mother and choose Paddy for the following reasons!
1) We wanted a boy, he was the only one...
2) He was the most composed dog, 2 of his sisters were ADDish... and the other one hid in the corner
3) He is quite blond, a little tubby, has a little tummy and was quite cool and relaxed about EVERYTHING (sounds like GJ!)
4) When he was in GJ's arms, he leaned over and dived into my cleavage...which...ticks all he box about having a dog that is like a carbon copy of GJ!
We followed the farmer, paid the deposit and it was 2 LONG DAYS of waiting to pick up Paddy!
BUT THAT TURNED OUT TO BE A HOAX (STUPID CRUEL PEOPLE)....
But within that 12 hours of waiting to find out if we could get a puppy, I basically managed to plan the scheduling of having a puppy, find out all the information we needed and REALIZED....hey! IT IS DOABLE!
GJ & I were disappointed, but we decided we shall look further and see if anything comes up.
Now, the going rate for a pedigree lab is EUR850-1000, which is ridiculous, given that our first car cost just as much.
We wanted a pet, not a show dog/breeding dog.
On Good Friday itself, we saw and advert in the morning about new pups ready to be taken home from a farm, they JUST turned 8 weeks (PERFECT!)
GJ whipped out his phone, made a few calls, and VOILA...we could visit en route to his parents for Easter celebrations.
An hour of driving on god-forsaken country roads! we came to the farm and got a VERY WARM greeting from Paddy's mother and choose Paddy for the following reasons!
1) We wanted a boy, he was the only one...
2) He was the most composed dog, 2 of his sisters were ADDish... and the other one hid in the corner
3) He is quite blond, a little tubby, has a little tummy and was quite cool and relaxed about EVERYTHING (sounds like GJ!)
4) When he was in GJ's arms, he leaned over and dived into my cleavage...which...ticks all he box about having a dog that is like a carbon copy of GJ!
We followed the farmer, paid the deposit and it was 2 LONG DAYS of waiting to pick up Paddy!
Finally on Tuesday, after a half day of work, we jumped into the car with supplies and blankets to pick up Paddy. We got a long talk with the farmer's wife about Paddy's upbringing and his passports, schedules etc. Then it was off in the car with Paddy.
He was terrified as we placed him in the car on the blanket on my lap in the front seat. It was his first car ride/blanket/high speed movement/people other than the farmers/without his family! Luckily, the farmers were smart enough to withhold his food that day, which saved us a session of cleaning vomit.
However, Paddy being Paddy, decided to grace us with 15 farts along the way home. Which given the position he was in, was ALL directed at GJ, but trust me...it stank....
Amidst the fog and stink of dog farts, it was a miracle GJ got us home without much hard curves to avoid scaring Paddy!
Now the adventure of Paddington can begin!
