Proof that I have lost my mind

No, I’m not pregnant again! Though that would be absolutely nuts for us, as I have no idea where we would fit another person in our tiny (by modern standards) house.

No, I lost my mind when a friend/coworker of mine (Christy of the pre- Lunge Forward beer indulgence) asked if we wanted a puppy and I said yes.

Who could say no to that face?!? I love how Ethan is checking her out through the window

We had always known we would get a dog eventually but we hadn’t really come up with a plan or a timeline. DB and I had actually said that God would put the right dog in our path when it was time.

So when Christy asked if we were interested in a puppy and she was apparently very sweet and reasonably calm tempered and it coincided with DB having almost 5 days off to spend home getting the puppy acclimated to our household… well, we took it as a sign that we were meant to have her.

And honestly, Lula (as the girls named her) is the right dog for us. God knows what He’s doing.

I won’t lie – the addition of yet another member to our household has made an already crowded house and an already hectic life even more so.

Pure chaos

We weren’t really sure how old Lula was until the vet came and he said she’s about 4 months old at this point. So there have been puppy issues to deal with, jumping and mouthing and middle of the night potty breaks. And I can tell you – I think puppies are waaaay harder than newborns. Way harder.

Practicing walking on a leash. Who knew it was an acquired skill?

But it’s actually been pretty great so far. For one, the girls adore her. There was a pretty steep learning curve until BIT in particular learned that waving her arms around and shrieking was not the best way to keep Lula from jumping and nipping. But once we got that semi-sorted out (she’s a puppy, so jumping and nipping will probably be an issue for quite awhile, though she’s catching on fairly well that no one actually likes that), things have been much more fun.

For another, Lula seems to understand instinctively that Itty Bitty is totally off limits for nipping and will only lick her and give her kisses. And if any of the girls mess with her ears or tail or tummy, she’s totally cool with it. We’ve actually been trying to make sure she stays comfortable with being handled and do a lot of petting and playing and holding and touching. She’s a very sweet, very tolerant girl.

She thinks she’s a lap dog

One of the hardest things we’ve had to deal with is that Lula is a digger and can wreak havoc on a garden bed if left unsupervised too long. So fencing off a section of the yard for her to call her own during the day is on our To Do list for this weekend. I don’t mind that she steals produce off the vine – she has a thing for eggplants but will eat anything from carrots to peppers to tomatoes – but it burns my butt when she tears up a whole bed of freshly seeded peas.

I love the BeerCats dearly and Ethan is still my baby, that super special pet you have once in a lifetime. But Lula has come in and filled a spot in our family that I didn’t even know was empty. I’m excited to watch her and the girls grow up together.

Just too cute