Hazzy can be a sneaky little sh*t when she wants to be. :)

Okay, you guys heard me yesterday, right? Well, I just got to thinking, and I decided I would get another dog. I was just tired of for so long, wanting one, and it really being irritating because I couldn't get one...If that makes any sense. So, I took the plunge. Sometimes you just have to be spontaneous, you know? Thinking too much can drive a person nuts...

Sooo, I looked up my local shelter on a website, and lo and behold, a shepherd mix puppy under three months old! And he looked like he might have rottweiler in there, too! I thought up a quick plan, if I could tell mom I was just taking the dog down to go for a walk, a loooong walk, I could drive down there and get the little scamp.

I did just that, despite not really knowing the area very well and it being a rather long, hour-long drive. Still, I made it. When I got there I saw him, he was sitting in the corner scared to death of me. Can't say I blame him. Hazzy is scary. :)

Anyway, he warmed up, and I then filled out the paperwork. I'm shocked they gave me the dog, to be honest. A nineteen year old girl who lives with her parents without a real reference...Only a work number and some work associates. Luckily enough, I supposed the fact that I also had another dog, four cats, and that I worked at a pet store and had some good associates as friends was enough. Still, I honestly didn't think it was going to fly, I was sitting in that room playing with that puppy for a half hour. That, and the fact that I came off all disorganized, disheveled, and dumb as hell didn't help.

I was pleading with them not to call my sister, who I put as a reference. She would have told them "I have too many animals." and that would have been it. Yeah, that was stupid. Hazzy can be stupid when she's nervous.

When I brought him home, I got quite the reaction. Everybody went from surprise, anger, then "Awwww" real fast. Luckily enough, dogs are my mom and dad's soft spot. If it were a cat it would have been a different matter. Then my sister came over with a similar reaction, though she was a bit more pissed with me. She couldn't believe I did that. Going behind their back like that. I'm glad they didn't call her as a reference. Seriously, I owe those guys, they were cool.

My other dog is so damn enthused, she's more excited then the puppy is! It's a perfect match because she's always so filled with energy, like a grown up puppy, and he's...well, a puppy. ^_^  They love each other, and the puppy seems to really look up to her. Good decision, I'm glad I made it.

He's really laid-back, not an insane puppy like Spooky was. Running around with her ass down like it's on fire and she's trying to put it out, or something. No, he gets bursts of activity, and that's it. He also seems to be really smart, already grasping his name and how to walk on a lead, and potty training.

I had to go run and buy a collar, leash, food and all that. It's all rather foreign to him, it's obvious he was never really walked, poor little guy. He was surrendered with his mother, who looks like a mini Shep mix. I just hope the dad was a rott or something big like that, 'cause I want him to be big and protective, dagnabit!

He's three months old, and has huge paws. Finally! A big dog, God I hope he gets big, I'm sick of getting a puppy and only having it get about fifty pounds and that's it. He's all black with tan markings on the face and paws, and looks like a little bear in many respects. Such an adorable little snip!

...His name, you ask?

...Hewie. ^_^

Hazzy is going to be busy these next few days. Well, okay, next few months...But you get, right? ;)