Blog world, meet Daisy, the newest member of the Rolling clan and the CWH staff…
Chris and I went to Port Monday to pick Daisy up. It took us a long time to find a Rottie breeder, but we found one and when we met the people at Dr. Wulff’s offict (the vet) they were super nice and very happy to know that one of their babies was going to a good home.
Having a puppy is a fun little adventure for all of us. I’ve had several puppies in my lifetime, but Chris never has so it’s all new to him. Olivia, well, these two are still finding their rhythm. Olivia loves the idea of the puppy. She even loves the puppy, as long as the puppy is lying down. As soon as the puppy gets up to move around you would think the Boogie Man was coming to visit.
Jabez is getting used to the idea, which is normal for an older dog. Day one she wanted nothing to do with Daisy. Wherever Daisy was, Jabez was on the opposite side of the yard. Things are much more friendly between them. Daisy, of course, just wants to play and yesterday morning I sat at my desk laughing as I looked out the window watching the two of them in the yard. Jabez was tolerating the jumping, yapping puppy that was running around her feet. I knew things would be find when Jabez did one of her play leaps. I’m guessing that as the puppy gets bigger and can rough house more Jabez will be all over the idea of having another dog to run around the yard with.
Do you want to know what’s funny about this whole new dog thing? The name! Would you believe we spent less time deliberating over choosing Olivia’s first name than we did over naming the dog? I wanted a name that would grow with the dog, because she’s going to be HUGE. Her dad weighs 130lbs and mom is 90lbs. Jabez is a tiny Rottie compared to that, only weighing about 70lbs. Chris wanted to call the dog Monkey. Because naming a dog after another animal is fun. It was that or Murder Face. Because that would be scary. For all the English speakers in the neighborhood. I asked Israel, one of our workers what we should name her and he said, “Well, the other dog is Jabez, so you should call her Mickey.” There was no pause of reflection. He just said it as though it made the most sense in the world :) Jabez, so it should be Mickey. We finally decided to go sit out on the deck and choose a name before we went to bed so we didn’t just call the thing Dog. I mentioned Daisy because Chris used to have VW van named Daisy, and well, it stuck. And it fits, which is of course the most important thing.
Daisy is settling in well. She likes having a big yard to play in and guards to hang out with all night.