Hubby and I were not planning on becoming puppy parents at the time. We were newly married (emphasis on the newly) and living in an apartment. We were just starting to sync up our lives after two weeks of marriage when something happened. This happened.
One of hubby's co-workers showed him these pictures. She knew that we were dog lovers and that we were newly married and eventually wanted to get a puppy, so she let hubby know that a friend of a friend of a friend had two female black labrador puppies that needed a home.
What did hubby do? Text me these pictures for me to see with the caution that we were in no way able to get a puppy with our current living situation, but just wanted me to see them. Bad mistake. As soon as I saw that face, I knew I had to have her.
After a lot of talking, we agreed that we would at least go visit the puppies and see what they were like. Clearly we were making decisions that would only have one outcome...getting a puppy.
So we go to see the puppies, and I first held the pup we will call "chubs" because she was an adorable, rotund little thing that fell asleep on my shoulder. Hubby held the other pup, Zoe. She was active, he could feel her little heart beating, and knew that they had a connection. We decided to switch, and as soon as I held Zoe she looked at me with those puppy eyes and gave me the sweetest puppy kiss in the world. I was in love.
The owner politely let us know that he needed to re-home these two quickly as he didn't have anywhere to keep them and that if he didn't find one soon, he would likely be forced to take them to a shelter. A shelter? This baby girl couldn't go to a shelter! So despite the fact that we were in an apartment that didn't allow dogs, that we were a mere two weeks into our marriage, and we had none of the doggy necessities ready, we agreed to adopt Zoe. And we couldn't be happier with that decision.
Here are pictures from the day we adopted Zoe.
We dashed to the pet supply store and bought her a bed, crate, toys, food, etc to create a home for this little pup. We created an elaborate plan to hide Zoe from our landlord for six weeks until we could move to a pet-friendly place. This included large beach bags to smuggle her in and out, never leaving her alone, and many sleepless nights to keep her from crying in the middle of the night (as many puppies do) so that the neighbors wouldn't complain. Six weeks later the movers came and we moved into a dog-friendly condo complete with doggy door and grass patch. All this for our Zoe, and again, we couldn't be happier with that decision.
While she wasn't planned, and many people thought we were nuts for adopting a puppy so quickly, Zoe has definitely changed our lives for the better. We love you Zoe Jones!
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