Friday we went up to visit our little Baxter boy – as usual. We took him right out for a walk, because the weather was nice and I think it’s a good idea to get him used to the leash thing. He had fun with Ebony and Romeo (my friend’s dog – they went out of town and we are doggie sitting) running all over.

Scott

made the comment that Baxter is looking more like a dog now. His eyes have started to change color, his face is maturing along with his little body. He’s such a small little guy! I don’t think he’s going to be very big. If I remember correctly, he was the smallest pup out of the two litters.

Helen (owner of K9 Fitness) pulled up when we were getting ready to say, “Good-Bye” to Baxter. We told him we would see him Wednesday – and that would be our last visit until we get back from vacation and get to take him home!

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Helen had a great idea! She said, “Why don’t you take him home until Wendesday? Then bring him back and I’ll watch him until you get back from vacation.” My eyes grew wide and I think I may have started to drool! The only word I could get out was, “Really?” She justified it by saying that we were coming back on Wednesday for a visit anyway – plus he was adopting them as his family and he really needs to start bonding with us. I looked at Scott and asked him what he thought of it, and he more or less said that he wasn’t an idiot, he knew I was already on board with the idea – there was no way in hell he was going to say, “no.”

We piled into the car – our neice (Keirra), Sammy and the giant black bitch in the back seat, the far back was harboring Baxter’s crate, Scott, Romeo, Baxter and I were in the front seat… full house! We had to make a few stops before heading home, and Baxter just hung out in his crate while we were in the store. When we got back to the car it smelled pooish! Little Baxter had gone in his crate and then stepped in it and smeared it all over the place – yucky! Sammy was having a cow in the store – I think he was tired. So, we left the store a lot earlier than we had intended to. Probably a good thing we did – who knows how much more poo that little guy would have been covered in.

I bought some puppy shampoo so that I could clean the little guy up. It was the longest ride home knowing the dogs needed to get out of the car and that they needed to eat. We finally made it home and everyone was more than happy to get out of the car!

Baxter is now home – for the moment. I know that we have to take him back, and it doesn’t break my heart, because I know he’ll be safe and happy while I am away…

Welcome home little fella!

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