Day 3 - Adopting Piper Annabelle

I've posted many times about my sweet baby girl, Piper Annabelle. For Day 3 of the 30 Day Challenge, I am going to share my memory of adopting her.

I am a huge dog lover and was always raised around big dogs like German Shepherds. I yearned for a purse dog, the ones a lot of people can't stand. When M & I married, we agreed we wouldn't have pets until our kids were grown. With him working long hours in the Army and us trying for a baby, it just wouldn't be a good idea. As soon as I lost the baby, all of that was out the window.

I fell in love with the PERFECT Yorkie for us online and we were planning a several hour trip to go pick her up. The problem is we were leaving for our delayed honeymoon to Las Vegas so the guy was supposed to hold her for us until we got back. He didn't and I was heartbroken. I felt so discouraged. I chocked it up eventually as it wasn't meant to be and moved on, only to find another litter in Fort Worth and jumped. There was one girl left and she was freaking presh. She was mine.

I went bananas, buying her a dress before we even had her (the pink gingham one below) and her little baby ducky which remains her most favorite toy. She doesn't realize we've gone through about five of them ;)

We packed it up and drove 2.5 hours from Fort Hood to Fort Worth and met with a little old country man at a gas station that looked like it was from Mayberry. We followed him to his farm (insert TX Chainsaw music here, JK) and hopped out searching for the slightest glimpse of our baby girl. We walked inside and were greeted by several doggies and saw the smallest little puppy, ours. She was cheerful, excited, and energetic. I picked her up and totally fell in love. She was just a little bit bigger than my hand and she felt like glass. Her mommy was there and almost acted as if she was thanking us for taking her and giving us her blessing. It was sweet. We hung around for a little while, learning what to do with her being so tiny and how to care for her while she grew. Then, we got in the car and headed back 2.5 hours to bring her home. On the way, she nuzzled her head into the corner of my elbow and side, shielding her face from the light. It was absolutely adorable.

M fell in love with her from day one and I spoiled the heck out of her. She and I have been through some crazy things together and she's been my little rock. She drives me nuts sometimes but I can't imagine not having her in my life.

After we brought her home in her new fluffy bed with her pink blankie :)

My sweet teeny tiny in her dress.

Muffin face!

Rockin' the Gator bow.

Yeah. I kinda sorta made a closet for her.

She loved this baby playmat. One of her favorite toys to keep her entertained.

Us at the Austin Ice Cream Festival. She was so little and that baby sling came in super handy.