After many years of praying. After countless pretend dogs that numbered in the hundreds at times. After many stuffed animal puppies. After sleeping with Bolt, the super dog, for a year every night without fail. Ainsley now can tell all of her friends that yes, "I have an alive dog that breathes!"
Matthew and I finally committed to a puppy this year. We discussed it for awhile and decided that it was time to get Ainsley (and the rest of our family) a puppy. We had a few incidents this year at the pet store while caring for our fish that had Ainsley leaving in tears because an adoptable puppy loved her and needed a home. So we are now happy owners of a 9-week old Australian Shepherd/Poodle, named Ruby.
Ruby has been having some separation anxiety. Ainsley is helping out here by singing "Jesus Loves Me" to Ruby. Ainsley would have slept on the floor next to the crate Ruby's first night if we would have let her.
Ruby on Day 3 is still getting all the loves she needs from her new "pack."
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