Look what Santa brought Furry Husband...

He's been dying for a young dog/puppy of his own since I brought Toe home... welcome Keenan to our little ever increasing hairy household!

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She is 10 weeks old, roughly 22 lbs... Toe adores her and plays with her constantly much to the relief of our older dogs.

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She's half Akbash and half Australian Shepherd. We met Clyde, grandpa to the little boys who own the Akbash, at the feed store party. (And this is maybe why we haven't been to any other feedstore parties....we end up with more animals!)

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The neighbor's Aussie jumped the fence and hence the Akbash/Aussie mix. There were 3 puppies left.... Clyde told us if we were smart, we'd take the little yellow one. She was the best of the bunch.

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Furry Husband worked all day Christmas Eve but someone else had the day off.

While he was working, I went to have a look at the puppies.

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The other 2 had long hair... "perfect!" I thought. I won't have to make any decisions because I know Furry Husband is grooming averse. I told the 8 yr old boy in charge of the puppies that I would take the little yellow one. (little being relative)

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By that time the little boy's mom came out to meet me and we were chatting.... when she sees that I've picked the little yellow pup, she says to her son, "Uh-oh. You know your Dad wanted to keep this one... go in the house and call him to make sure he's o.k. with this"

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The little boy comes out of the house downtrodden, kicking the dirt with the toe of his shoe... "I guess he wants to keep her." he mumbles, barely audible.

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Oh. O.k. then. Well, lets look at the other two puppies...

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Just then Dad pulls in the drive... he walks over and I say to him, "So you stole a puppy right out from under me!"

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He hems and haws... says they haven't talked about it as a family. I say, it's fine. If they need to talk, they can go in the house and talk and I'll wait out here. It's not a deal breaker if the yellow pup isn't available, I will take one of the other ones.

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They all go in the house.

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I'm acquainting myself with the other puppies and I have a second choice picked out.

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The little boy comes out of the house and announces to me, "If you want her, you can have the little yellow one."

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Turns out the little boys take ropin' lessons from Rex's brother who lives right around the corner from me. I told the sad little boys that when they came for roping lessons, Justin could tell them where we live and they are welcome to come visit her any time.

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And THAT is how Santa brought Furry Husband a puppy on Christmas. (can you say, sucker?)

Furry Husband is over the moon happy to have his very own puppy and Toe finally has someone to play with....