I think puppies don’t hold still very well so all of her pictures are blurry, but this is Precious, my new Chinese Crested powderpuff puppy. She’s not here yet–she’s coming in 10 days.
Morgan can’t stand the name Precious and calls her a cat-dog.
Yesterday, I went shopping for Precious–for a little pen for inside the house, a crate, puppy training pads, food and treats and toys and, of course, some little clothes.
I can hardly wait till she gets here! PLUS my friend Kat, who lives in Illinois and breeds Chinese Cresteds, is coming here to bring her to me! Puppy delivery! (You can see more about Kat and her dogs at Long Road Kennel.)
Buttercup took to the dog bed immediately.
This picture inspired the following text conversation with Morgan.
Morgan: You know you can’t give that bed to the dog now.
Me: 10 days to puppy!
Morgan: You’re going to kill Buttercup.
Me: He will just have to Deal!
Morgan: He will die.
Me: He has survived cats, dogs, chickens, goats, sheep, donkeys, horses, geese, guineas, and moving four times. He will survive a puppy.
Morgan: This is the last straw, the one that breaks the camel’s back.
Me: But did you see the little puppy Christmas dress?
Morgan: Buttercup is going to die.
Me: I have to replace you SOMEHOW, Morgan!