So we got word last night that we are no longer the owner of a puppy fetus, but rather the owner of a real, live, honest-to-goodness puppy. Granted, it's going to be close to three months before we can take possession of the dog, but that's hasn't stopped Cathy from going around the apartment singing "Puppy!" all day. Please God, let us get this dog before my wife goes mad, or sends me there in her place.
Anyway, the breeder was kind enough to send us some newborn puppy photos. Don't be confused, these are actually dogs and not small white rats.
There are two females and one male here. No idea which is which. And really, if you can figure it out, then you much better at these sorts of things than you ought to be. We're requested the male, but we don't know if we will get him or not yet. I imagine we'll find out soon enough.
One last thing - more than one person has suggested that getting a dog is a warm-up to preparing to have children. We prefer to think of this dog as a warm-up to getting a Newfoundland Dog in a few years time when we head back down south. They might look like little white rats, but to me they still look cuter than your average newborn baby.
Which explains why it's probably not a good idea for me to have kids anytime in future.