So what changed you may ask. . . This is how it all went down.
Yesterday Nicole, Melanie and I had a "girls day out." You know, shopping, dining, enjoying. . . Well, at the end of our day we made a stop at the fabric store, because I needed some fabric to make some skirts. The fabric cutting lines were very long, so I sent the girls next door to PetLand to spend some time. When I walked over to pick them up, we were watching all the puppies, and this one little puppy was sooooooo adorable and had the most wonderful temperament. We asked the sales lady what breed she was and were told she was "Havanese." Not ever having heard of this dog before, I whipped out my trusty iPhone and Googled it. I found this information about the Bichon Havanese. The dog actually sounded too good to be true - smart, friendly, lovable, non shedding, hypoallergenic, calm, quiet, clever, small. We were also told that with a "puppy cut" they only need to be groomed about 4-5 times per year. We were allowed to play with the little puppy in a partitioned off meet and greet area and she was delightfully sweet and playful. When we picked her up she would snuggle right up to your neck and fall asleep. Nicole and Melanie played it smart and never asked if we could get her - they let the puppy do all the work - they could see I was hooked.
Now, I knew that I couldn't just show up at home with a puppy without consulting Darren. We have been in agreement about the no puppy thing for years. So I sent him a text about her describing how perfect she is with the following picture attached -
I know, right. A.DOR.A.BLE. I may be a bit biased, but what's not to love about that sweet face!! What was poor Darren to do? Being the loving husband and father he is he said, "I wouldn't say no, but the kids are going to have to do all the work taking care of it." What Nicole, Melanie and I heard was, "Go for it - bring that puppy home ASAP."
So, that's just what we did, and so far (knock on wood) she has been delightfully sweet and easy. She can barely muster up enough energy to chase her tail one time around, then she has to take a long nap. She slept all night quietly in her kennel. We may just cancel our Direct TV, because all we do is sit around and watch her sleep (and chase her tail one time around). Life is good, and so far she has been no trouble at all.
Oh, and we named her Blossom - after the red Powerpuff girl. She is a little puff ball with big eyes.