What's that Lassie? Simon's lost his mind? Again?

So we're pretty much committed now.  And I ought to be.

A friend of my wife's, in Calgary, has successfully bred her boxer dogs.  The bitch is pregnant.  (Oh come ON!  How could I not have written that!)

And we've been put down for a little girlie puppy.  It was initially my darling wife's idea since our original intention, before we got our Jack Russell, was to acquire a boxer dog.  They are a little harder to come by, and one day Amy just knew that she was coming home with a dog.  That.  Day.  And it turned out to be the white spastic runt that now invades our home.  AND still worms his way under the bed covers after we've both fallen asleep.  There's no denying he's a smart little runt.

I agreed to the second dog for a number of reasons:

1.  It'll be a larger dog, which appeals more to me to begin with and which I originally wanted anyway.

2.  I can go for a run with her when she's a bit bigger.  Jango, the aforementioned runt, isn't quite as well suited for jogging; too easily distracted and not consistent in his pace.

3.  Hopefully, and I'm praying to God on this one, she'll be a boon companion for Jango and, even if he doesn't calm down due to her presence, at least she'll give him a new focal point for his rambunctiousness.

4.  I think boxers are gorgeous dogs and I prefer short-haired breeds.  There's no way she'll shed nearly as much as Jango does.  I could have made a couple new dogs if I'd collected all his fur from the past year.

We've been informed that Laci's due date (for that is the mother's name) is somewhere in late April / early May.  I don't recall exactly.  But after a requisite weaning period, we ought to have ourselves a new puppy sometime in the middle of June.  So this summer will see our household with a two year-old dog, a one year-old infant son and a brand new puppy.  I'm gonna go get fitted for a strait-jacket this weekend.

Here's a picture of the soon-to-be mom, before she was impregnated:

Comments

[Paul]

Of course, you could always photoshop a cigarette into her mouth and claim it was just after...

[wil]

Fallacy alert! Do NOT make the mistake of thinking she'll have less fur to be cleaned up... she'll have more. Just shorter and sharper. And I can't imagine a situation more dangerous to life, limb and property than a boxer puppy and a JRT. I'll reserve a bed for you here at the funny farm starting July 30th.