This very same weekend a year ago, The Husband and I set out to buy a Christmas tree and decorations. Somehow we found ourselves at the animal rescue center instead.
Of course the rest is history.
In honor of one year with Fifty, I'm re-posting the very first post I wrote about my furry little angel, when I was still oblivious to the amount of work that goes into raising a puppy. Before I became obsessive about vacuuming, thanks to his ever shedding fur. Before I knew the joys of coming home to a mangled appliance or de-stuffed cushion, or disemboweled stuffed animal. Before I began to question my sanity, because what type of crazy person gets a puppy in the beginning of December? Housebreaking a puppy in the dead of winter... poppycock!
It really was a lovely, innocent time.
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Something happened on our way to pick out a Christmas Tree...
...we picked up this little guy instead.
His name is Fifty, he's three months old, and he snores. Loudly.
And if you don't take him for a walk IMMEDIATELY after drinking water, he piddles.
And he likes to chew fingers.
But he's adorable and gives sweet sweet kisses so all that piddling and finger chewing is quickly forgiven.
And he's very smart.
He already understands 'NO' in two languages.
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Fifty.
Puppy child to The Husband and me.
Boyfriend to Vicky.
And BFF to Honey Jr.
We love you Fifty.
We love you Fifty.
But this year I'm getting a Christmas tree.
awWwWwwwW i LOVE it! his pup pix remind me of my little biscuit- who, by the way, was adopted in early december and just a few months old too. it almost makes me want to adopt another one...
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I see, you could not have resisted him!
ReplyDeleteI hope you don't come across another this time...except...that two are always better than one! They keep each other entertained and you get to save on chewed furniture!
Find a lovely tree xx
Fifty looks like the most lovable puppy of all time. Look at that face! Happy adoption anniversary!
ReplyDeleteAwww.... So no new puppy for you this year? Shame ;) xox
ReplyDeleteHe was a cute puppy. I can understand why you'd choose him over a Christmas tree!
ReplyDeleteAhh Fifty is adorable, much better than a Christmas Tree, they might get away with murder (chickens in Crusoe's case) but they are so worth it for all joy they bring.
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happy home for one year Fifty! all that piddling is good baby practice.
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How you can resist to this funny face?
ReplyDeleteI'd like to "eat" him!
Fifty is so sweet and this year ... heeee ...
you can gift to Fifly a girlfriend ...
Love you and Fifty OF COURSE!
Bisou, Babi
Happy 1 year with your furry angel! For some reason I have a feeling there will be some great Christmas tree stories with this guy. Looking forward to them. :)
ReplyDeleteAwwwww. Happy Anniversary, Fifty and family.
ReplyDeleteIt just wouldn't be "Le Petit Village" without old Fifty. Thank you both for sharing you first year with us.
ReplyDeleteAwwww, man! My French husband has said "over his dead body are we getting a dog." Guess I have to kill him. LOL
ReplyDeleteI got my little Ari at a shelter-my friends tell me I have gone off the deep end a bit with my ridiculous love for him, but well, pets are wonderful.
ReplyDeleteFifty is adorable! That puppy shot makes me want to gobble him up.
He's so cute. He couldn't have fallen into a better family. Does he realize how lucky he is?
ReplyDeleteMwah - we love you Fifty! Happy Puppaversary
ReplyDeleteHappy anniversary to Fifty and to the family. I hope you get your tree this year. Happy Holidays!
ReplyDeleteCrossing my fingers he doesn't mangle the tree this year! Joyeux Noel!
ReplyDeleteThis is quite possible one of the sweetest posts ever. He is so adorable!!! :)
ReplyDeletexoxo.
http://glamkittenslitterbox.blogspot.com/
In my experience an adopted pet becomes a little person if you treat him well.
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT!! Such a good dog. You both are lucky!! Happy 'Gotcha' Day to Fifty!!
ReplyDeleteAwww...Fifty. I love reading about him! Having my own super rotten one (who knocked my coffee out of my hands this morning in an attempt to force me to pet her) - I love reading about fifty! He's a lucky dog-child :)
ReplyDeleteAw, cute lil' fella, isn't he?
ReplyDeleteSo you got a Christmas Dog instead? Good luck decorating him with Christmas lights.
ReplyDeleteit's been a year since ours too! congrats. best decision i've ever made.
ReplyDeleteJ'adore Fifty! Wow, I can't believe he's grown so much in a year! I guess puppies tend to do that, but... still. Wow.
ReplyDeleteoh my gosh he is soooo cute!!!
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