But it is supposed to be the other way around....
Before I went hunting in New Mexico about 3 weeks ago....The Mrs. T told me: " Look...we have been without a dog for about 6 months. I need one to snuggle up on the couch with me when you are not here - SO when you get back...we are gonna look into getting a puppy. " FULL DISCLOSURE: I am the one that did not want another dog. It just hurts too much to watch them get old too fast, and leave too soon...I love dogs. More than most people who are "dog people".
So....as I walked into the little grocery store in Clayton New Mexico - a poster on the wall of the Managers Office was staring at me. It was the 2 you see below. God help me.....I had a weak moment. SO...I copied the number, called the lady interested in ONE pup...Went to see them, picked one and went to leave. She stopped me...in tears... and said - look - I recently lost my husband. I am working long hours every day. The other pup will have no one here....and they are so bonded that I fear she will grieve and not eat. I do not want any more money - just promise me that they can stay together. ME: <GULP>....uh....o.k....but you DO realize I am risking my life - right?
. We laughed - and loaded them up. Let me say - it was the best decision. They never whimpered or whined on the ride all the way back home ( about 1500 miles. ) and they are learning fast - and most importantly ..the wife have forgiven the subterfuge of me bringing home 2!
But, I think they are only masquerading as Boxers.....I really think they are 1/2 circus clown and 1/2 monkey.....
