Here we go again, a little joy and a lot of work.
My 17 year old son talked puppies until he got my wife into it.
Last Saturday we went and got this.
His name is Shadow.
He is 15 weeks old and a Labradoodle.
We had to drive almost 3 hours just to look at him. It was just he and one brother left and this he stuck to us like glue for over an hour while we talked to the gentleman running the kennel. He originated in Virginia and his first owner could not sell the 4 he had and he was leaving on vacation. So the guy we got Shadow from took all 4 as a package "deal". So, yes we have broken every rule in the "get a pet" book, twice now. The kennel owner has Shadows sister whom he wanted to breed. Shadows other sister was sold and his brother was sold later Saturday evening as he had told people they had to wait until we chose before they could have the remaining male.
Long story, just kind of wanted to let it out...I was not quite ready for this to begin again, but Shadow makes it an easier process. He wants to be with people 100% of the time. He looks up as everyone leaves a room and when that last person leaves he is right on their heels. Usually under foot too!
My wife and I talked about it for several days before going up on Saturday. We had tried the pounds and shelters and could not find a single larger breed dog...strange. Anyway, we talked and decided that Chewy would without a doubt rather have us be happy than sad. Our kitty Silver on the other hand, well, she is NOT impressed! Shadow chases her, but not hard. He is more curious than anything. Poor Kitty. She will get over it in time.