On Christmas Eve, I randomly asked Joel, “Do you think there will be a puppy under the tree on Christmas morning?”
I was completely kidding.
Who wants added responsibility? Who wants a reason to vacuum more than once a week?” Not I.
Well, I guess the Lord wanted to give us practice at raising children some day…because as Joel’s family came trickling into his parent’s house for Christmas lunch, Cousin Emily came in with a stray puppy in her arms. This precious little puppy had been dropped off and was left on the road at the entrance to the family farm.
I mean EVERYONE fell in love with her!
How can you resist not taking her home and loving her forever??
The next morning (after not sleeping b/c I was stressing out trying to figure out if we could handle the responsibility of a dog…) we decided that we had to take this little bundle of joy back to South Carolina with us.
How could we not?? (Especially since Joel is quite the dog whisperer!)