Thursday, May 9, 2013

I'm a Mommy {Sort of}!

   This past weekend my mom and Molly came to visit.  Molly desperately needed a haircut and after calling many grooming salons in town we had to settle on Petsmart.  I say "had" to because I'm a very overprotective and crazy Sissy.  We have taken Molly to the same groomer since we got her and I was having anxiety about leaving her with someone I didn't know for several hours.  Once we got to the grooming counter, I kissed her at least 50 times (told you I was crazy) before I handed her over.  As mom was dragging me out the door, she noticed a lady holding a tiny puppy.  An animal rescue group is there every weekend with dogs for adoption.   Mom held her and instantly fell in love.  I couldn't get over how tiny she was!  I don't think I have ever seen a dog that small.  I have been wanting a cuddle bug for a while now.  Molly stayed with me during the 3 months I was without a roommate to keep me company.  I have missed having someone greet me when I come home and to snuggle with at night.  After walking around with her for a while mom looked at me and said, "I think we are going to have to get her".  I didn't argue with her.  We signed the papers and brought her home.
   Now, Molly has always played well with other dogs but she wasn't too fond of her new sister.  She growled and barked and ran from her.  She basically ignored her all weekend.  I hated seeing Molly so unhappy.  Mama and I both said we felt like we had "cheated" on her.  I told her many times that I loved her more (I'm sure I will love them equally soon) and gave her the same attention I was giving the new baby.  I'm hoping Molly was only acting that way because she didn't like her new haircut.  Like I said, she was in desperate need of one, which translates to she was matted and had to be shaved.  And when I say they shaved her, they shaved her down so far I didn't even recognize her when the groomer brought her to me.  I wanted to cry.  I'm pretty sure she won't need a haircut for another 5 months.
   The poor baby hasn't had a name until today.  I have finally decided on "Sophie" (still no middle name).  I have been calling her squirt or baby.  The other day I sent mama an email and told her "I put the baby in the bathroom".  It's funny when you think about someone other than mama reading that email!  Mama wanted to name her "Lucy" or "Minnie".  I loved the name Minnie b/c she is so tiny and I would be sticking with "M" names. My first baby was "Maggie" and now we have "Molly".  I just felt she looked like a "Sophie".  Heck who knows, I'm such an indecisive person her name will probably be "Minnie" before the weekend is over.
  Well, here she is.  All 1.5lbs of her!

Don't let that tiny thing fool you.  She drug my bedroom shoe out of my closet and into my room all by herself last night. Mommy had to explain shoes were not chew toys.

I will post more pictures soon! I was trying to take some with my DSLR last night but she was too busy trying to play. 
See you sooner than later! Promise!
PS.  In case you are wondering, she is a Chihuahua/Pug mix.
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