Little did they know, our “errand” was not in fact for dad’s work. We were driving to pick up our new pup! Let me back up…
In June, when we first met our SUPER awesome neighbor, we all (specifically Lincoln) instantly fell in love with her two Colorado Mountain Dogs. We knew nothing about the breed, but after a quick google search, one thing was clear: CMD is a dream breed! Perfect for acreage and a small working farm. Typically a CMD is bred from Great Pyrenees and Anatolian Shephard. They are livestock protectors, as well as wonderful family dogs. Highly intelligent, obedient animals with great temperaments. I guess it was time to start saving $$$.
Not having a finished fence around our property, we weren’t looking for a dog, but we had the itch. On Sunday, Johnny and I sat down and finally agreed on a design for a perimeter fence. Just out of curiosity, I jumped on Craigslist and found an 8 week old Lab/Husky mix for sale. Hmm…
Ok side note: so we just watched Togo on Disney+ and maybe I was just a little side tracked by the adorable huskies. We went back and forth on whether I reeeeally wanted to train and house break a hyper puppy. After a few text exchanges with the owner, she just stopped responding. Being the Super Bowl, I just assumed they got distracted. Unbeknownst to me, God had a better plan that would be revealed to me less than 24 hours later.
Monday morning, the kids were all finally back at school. They all tag teamed getting sick and missing school all of last week. I had just put Crosby down for a nap and poured myself a second cup of coffee when I got a text from that super awesome neighbor I mentioned before. It was a screenshot from a Facebook group she’s apart of. I glanced at the picture and then my eyes scanned the first line: “Free to a good home…” The post had been shared only 14 minutes ago. Within minutes, I was in contact with the owner, making plans to meet our sweet girl later that morning. (Don’t worry. I called Johnny first.)
It was love at first sight. As I drove up, this magestic beauty approached my car with the tenderest, most endearing welcome. After chatting logistics with the owners, we arranged to do the hand off on Wednesday. We were expecting a snow storm that evening, and their kids needed a day or two to say goodbye: queue the sound of my heart breaking for their kids here.
Tuesday was a snow day and it took everything in my power to not let the cat out of the bag. Wednesday came, I dropped the kids off at school, went to Costco for dog food and a bed and counted down the hours till Johnny would get home and we could finally take the kids to their reveal!
They. Were. Stunned. Shocked. Gobsmacked. Lincoln told me about 10x that we are the best parents and he had never been happier about anything in his entire life.
Ladies and gents, meet Snow. Our two year old Colorado Mountain Dog with the sweetest, most mellow temperament. I know it’s only been a day, but it’s evident that she’s acclimating to our family seamlessly. Dixie convinced us to let her sleep on the floor of the boys room next to the 100 pound snuggle bug last night.
Update: Dixie says she snores and it’s “annoying.”
Lincoln woke up at 5:30am, eager to take her on a walk and show her our property. I made him wait until the sun was up. (The top right photo was snapped by our neighbor after Lincoln brought Snow over for introductions.) Did I mention that she came from the same breeder as the neighbor’s? I mean how cool is THAT?
Thanks, God, for not letting me get in over my head with an 8 week hyper puppy. And also for blessing us so generously with our dream dog. Our dream breed! And she’s already trained!
The kids want to change her name to Lady, but I’m not quite sure how that will work. Eventually when the barn is finished she will be an outside dog, but occasionally I think I’ll find her in the boys room. I mean when it’s -10° outside it just seems cruel.
I’ll say one more thing….Johnny’s boss heard what breed we got, he laughed and said, “I’m gonna get you a loom.” Hey, Glen, I’ll take it!
Phoebe Gillespie 