I brought home a puppy on Monday. He is a little morkie. Landen would be so incredibly happy for me. He always wanted me to have a dog because he loved dogs so much. He thought it was "just what I needed". I’ve held off so long because I guess I am so selfish but I feel like God would use this to take me to a greater level of maturity... so here we go...I may be starting yet another blog!
I was blessed to find the little guy. I have yet to name him…thinking of Martin, Luther, Bently, Franklin or Duncan…soon to come. I remember our first puppy was a Skipper. Dad named him. Landen and I came home from staying at our grandparents in Nebraska. I was 5 and Landen 3. Dad thought it was time for us kids to have a dog to learn some responsibility. A family had just moved to our town from Louisianna bringing a cocker spaniel and several little puppies and he got one for us! Skipper was nothing but a black fur ball. He grew and grew. Skipper chased us around the yard. He played house and church with us. He drug us on walks. Then a few years down the road we added to our family a black schnauzer. We named him Spritz. Spritz was very hyper but fun for us kids because he was much smaller and after 5 years ran out in front of car and was ran over. Our little hearts were crushed. 2 years passed. We continued to care for Skipper but our hearts missed Spritz and for Landen’s 13th birthday mom and dad took us to Henry, Nebraska (almost in Wyoming) to pick out a little schnauzer fro, m a litter. We came home with a tiny salt and pepper puppy who would be the best dog we ever had. We had the most terrible time coming up with a name for the little guy. We had thought about Duncan for him…Pepsi, Sherlock and Rascal but ended up with Colonel MacDuff and nicknamed him Duffy. In fact we had decided on Pepsi and went away for the weekend with out cousins. When we returned our mom called for “Duffy, come see who is home.”
“Duffy?”
“Well, your Dad and I thought he looked more like a Duff.”
So his name became Colonel MacDuff.
McDuff was actually more Landen’s dog than anyone’s...but I loved caring for our dogs with my brother. I'll have to locate some more pics.
“Duffy?”
“Well, your Dad and I thought he looked more like a Duff.”
So his name became Colonel MacDuff.
McDuff was actually more Landen’s dog than anyone’s...but I loved caring for our dogs with my brother. I'll have to locate some more pics.
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