Well, you all know I jumped right on that bandwagon. One extra weekend of puppy-spoilage. Heck, ya.
So this afternoon we stopped at Petsmart and spent a small fortune on a crate, a leash, a collar, some pee/stain remover, some treats, and a clicker and off we went to the puppy pen. We were handed a certificate that said "Wilson now belongs to Phil and Wendy's family" (so cute) and a shot/worming notebook. Then Wilson said his goodbyes to his family (he was a favorite of one of the girls) and off we went. The ride home was smooth, although he cried. Actually, more like howled like a hound dog. And then he got to explore the front yard and bond with his dad ;)
And shortly after that, he crashed.
And I am in love with the cutest puppy around.