NaBloPoMo: Day 8
I promised my husband I would wait.
I promised him I’d wait until we were moved into our new home and settled in.
*rocking back and forth on toes and heels, whistling, looking around innocently*
His name is Moose.
He is an 8 week old cocker spaniel-poodle mix. His rescue explained that he’s not available to be adopted until beginning of December. Which is actually kinda perfect. They called it a puppy pre-caution. I call it fate!
Remember that promise to husband? Well… I figure by December we’ll be “moved in and settled” so I filled out an application with his rescue today. Keep your fingers crossed that his rescue thinks we’re a good pooch match for Moose.
How could you not fall in love with that face? I know I did.