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Introducing Gracie



I thought maybe I could wait until we brought her home to properly introduce her, but I can't stand it. So blog readers, meet our new pure-bred Boxer, Gracie...

We spent about 2 hours today falling in love with her. The kids could hardly believe their eyes when we pulled up at the breeder's house and they saw ten little doggies running around in the sunshine. It was nothing less than idyllic.

For me - an avowed non-lover of dogs, alas - it was love at first sight. I instantly knew which one was ours - just from that tiny picture. She was my dog - my new baby - my project. I've spent the last three days studying and reading everything I can get my hands on regarding puppy training... I'm determined to do this well... and I want to enjoy the process.

Isn't she just the cutest thing you've ever seen in your whole life?

I get to pick her up on Thursday. I can hardly wait.



Comments

  1. What a doll! I've always loved boxers. Brindled ones are my favorites, but she looks like a cutie!!

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  2. I still can't believe you did it!! I bet the kids are thrilled. I see a whole new scrapbooking season in your life. :-)

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  3. Anonymous5:37 AM

    Beautiful puppy...She looks just like you.
    I do believe most owners begin to look like their dogs...maybe because you watch them so much, you take on mannerisms...or they take on mannerisms....I'm not sure....Love her name - Gracie - i would name one of my children that name. Have so much fun!!! I'll be thinking about you as I go out and clean up the yard- watch your kids will be dedicated to their job as "poop picker upper" - my kids bailed on me...oh well, I love Quigley.

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