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Kevin and I have discussed getting a dog for a few years now. I knew we would get one at some point, but Kevin and I couldn’t agree on a breed. He wanted a hunting dog and I wanted a dog that could live inside because we share an open space in the summer. I can’t let a dog live in a kennel for three months. I just can’t.
So after going back and forth for the last month or so, last Wednesday Kevin came home and said, “I think a good breed would be a Labradoodle.”
Then I got online and found breeders in Montana. Then I filled out two applications to two different breeders. Then one responded that she had a puppy now.
Then I bought her.
Then I picked her up on Saturday.
Kevin was a bit surprised.
But it was his idea.
And here she is:
She’s a redhead coming to a 3 to 2 redheaded family. So the obvious name is Ginny Weasley: The youngest redheaded Weasley girl.
And I will pay someone $50,000* to potty train her.
(*this is just an estimate. Real value based upon how much is in my wallet at the time.)