
OK, so let me explain. Oh, for the past couple of months or so, poor Miller and I have not been the best of buds. The honest truth is that he was driving me crazy! Now, I realize that Will and I did him a huge disservice by making him our baby for 18 months and then quickly demoting him to "dog" status when Anna arrived. However, there is nothing I can really do to go back and fix that now. So, he has never really gotten over his demotion and has been increasingly needy lately. Plus, Anna was definitely picking up on my feelings toward Miller and I didn't want her to think it was OK to treat a pet that way. I told Will that we just had to do something because I was not able to give him the attention and playtime that he needed now and certainly wasn't going to be able to in the future with Jack coming. We didn't know what to do. Enter my lovely sister, Sarah...
Sarah and Jason have two boxers, Riley and Harley, that they integrated into a family when they started dating and got married. These two dogs love. each. other.--it's so cute! They have also been sweet to keep Miller several times for us because Miller loves going over and hanging out with their "boys". Sarah kept telling me that Miller just needed a friend so that he would have another dog to play with and give him some of the attention that I could not. I was completely skeptical because in my mind, two dogs meant two sets of muddy paws on my carpet, two vet bills, two stays at the kennel, etc., etc. Plus, I had told Sarah that I would never do the puppy thing again and our wish list for a rescue was rather impossible: 4-5 years-old, hypoallergenic (non-shedding), good with children, low-energy, non-abused or aggressive, male, housetrained, and preferably with a mild food allergy so that we could have them on the same food as Miller. Yeah right!
Well, on the way back from our weekend to Wilmington to see Penelope, we were talking about it again, and Sarah decided to start doing some of her google magic. She found this rescue dog in Raleigh who fit our description, almost to a "T". She emailed them "for me" and asked for an application. Long story short is that I filled out the application, the whole time thinking that I had completely lost my mind, and they approved us, called and talked to me about this dog named "Snuggles", and wanted us to come get this dog for a trial period. Crazy!
Now here is where I need to stop and explain to you how awesome my husband is. In spite of the insanity of all of this, my sweet hubby never once said, "You are completely crazy for doing this". Through all of it, he just kept saying that if I thought it would help me with Miller, then he would support me. How amazing is that? I did get him to admit once that he did think it was a little crazy, but I thought so, too.
So, on Sunday afternoon (Halloween afternoon), Will gave up watching football to drive Anna and me and Miller to Cary to meet and pick up our new family addition. We were officially adopting Snuggles with the understanding that we could bring him back within a month if things didn't work out. And that's how we ended up with a new dog.
First things first was changing his name because Snuggles just wasn't going to cut it. For some reason, I felt a huge need for some alliteration, so we settled on Murphy. Miller and Murphy. I think it's adorable. The "boys" (as we now call them) have done extremely well. There has been the occasional growl for emphasis or warning not to take a certain toy. Otherwise, they are so cute together and have gotten along great. He is just a sweet, laid-back little guy. Anna did learn that she couldn't pull a dog's tail--he snapped at her and scared her half to death. I have been pretty diligent about observing them since and he has been nothing but sweet to her. I think that was a pretty good life lesson learned as long as that's all she wrote.
Now I'm just praying that all of this doesn't completely come back to bite me in the you-know-where. The good news is that Murphy is a sweet dog, but just needs the necessary training to get him used to our family. That will come with time. Miller has been so good through everything and I have come to realize how good a dog he really is. Plus, Anna is learning huge lessons about how to treat pets with love and care. And she keeps reminding us that Murphy's Mommy and Daddy didn't want him so that's why he came to live with us, so that he could have a family. I think the outcome has been pretty positive so far! Just keep praying for us, will you?