

So, Rett's been dying to get a new puppy for months now. He is really into the field trial and hunt test thing with the labs we already had, but kind of had been feeling like they were almost maxed out at the levels they were at. I cannot fathom having three dogs, at least not in our current yard. SO, I had been pretty stern on the no puppy until you buy a house with a bigger yard or sell one of your dogs thing. We ended up, sadly, selling our female yellow lab, Jezabell, that we bought right after we got married, so we had her for almost 8 years. But, she went to a great home and we've seen her since then, and she's very happy.
Then Rett set out looking for a dog. If you didn't know, there are tons of websites dedicated soley to the field trial dog stuff. Rett could spend all night looking at the forums and websites. Crazy! He had a sire chosen, and found a few breedings with females he liked. We had a deposit down on one in Washington, and she ended up having a false pregnancy. After getting the money back from that and about a million emails, Rett got an email from a local guy here in Salt Lake that was going to breed his female to the sire, and Rett was pretty much the one that talked the guy into doing that breeding, and he told Rett he could have first choice of the pups if he wanted. Of course Rett jumped on this, but once he had the ultrasound done, there was one, maybe two puppies and the vet couldn't be sure. Rett was sure the guy wanted to keep one and so he set out trying to find one again. As you're reading this you are probably wondering why I am being so detailed instead of just telling you we got a new pup. But I just had to put you all through a little of what my roller coaster life was like with a husband getting so excited about a new pup, and then being so upset when it didn't work out multiple times. Anyway, finally we found a litter of pups from Canada with the same sire that had already been born, but one pup was not sold yet. SO, we jumped on that and the owner happened to be driving from Canada to Texas for some training with her dogs and that meant we got to drive to Colorado to pick up the little guy!
Wow, that was a long story. Anyway, we finally have the little guy and it's just like another kid. His name is Zink. His registered name is Elmingo's Little Man. (Elmingo is the kennel he came from and "The Little Man" is a goose call made by the company Zink, which is his call name.) I'm not getting to sleep through the night like I've gotten so used to since Drake was sleeping through the night since 2 months. I'm also having to deal with the boys either being too rough with him, or them getting their pants pulled down because he's trying to chew on them. We're having to make sure no toys, hats, blankies, shoes, or anything really is left down, because he'll chew it up.
But he is really cute. And Rett is really happy about him. He says there is already stuff he likes about him and can tell he's going to be a good dog. (I don't really know that you can tell when he's 8 weeks, but I just smile and say ok!) Apparently getting thrown down our full flight of stairs by a 3 year old and not making one whine or cry about it means he's a tough puppy. And he will already do simple retrieves. He's starting to sleep through the night, at least until I get up to work out which is 6 days a week at 4:45, so I guess that's most of the way through the night. I don't really mind except Sundays which is my only sleep in day, and I'm only asking for like 6:30. Rett gives him pep talks every morning talking about how he's going to be a field champion, about how he's the most expensive dog we've ever had, and so he better be worth it, about how he'd better start being nicer to the boys, and everything else. It's cute. He's like Rett's new little kid. All in all, he's a fun new addition to the family! And when they are running around out side, the boys couldn't be happier!