Saturday, December 11, 2021

Teddy is home!

 We picked up Teddy today. Before departing there was just one more thing I needed for Teddy's album... A picture of Ross and Leslie. For without whom there would be no Teddy.


This is the real truth: To produce well-rounded, nicely adjusted, adaptable, low anxiety pups you need a Leslie. It takes a boatload of energy, care, knowledge and passion to do this job. Leslie planned everything from conception to birth, she slept on a cot near the pen for weeks, sacrificed a lot, cleaned up a lot and bathed in an environment of never-ending grunts, high-pitched barks and whines. It's easy to think this is so cute that it makes the job easier. Nope. It's cute AND it's still hard. So yes, we are beyond grateful for her effort, energy and enthusiasm, for without Leslie, our Teddy would not have realized his 8 week old potential. 

She even bathed him last night!


Ok, so Teddy and I took our spot in the back seat and settled in while Mark drove the first leg. He was a super quick to settle. Maybe in part because Leslie had "prepared him" with potty time outside, play time, food and a last wee drink of milk from mom, Lola. Yes, all that for us and him, by 7:30 am.



It was a pretty day and forecast to be not much more than partly cloudy most of the way home. We stopped about every 90 mins for a little stretch of the legs.




At Rock Springs it was discovered that Sheriff's were enforcing an I80 road closure and hundreds of semi's were lined up... parked. The closure, due to 95mph winds over the pass resulting in zero visibility from the ground blizzard, was estimated to last 9-11 hours.  Eek... that's not going to work!  We asked Google to find an alternative. 


That's when we found ourselves headed through Medicine Bow wilderness from the NW corner of Colorado. The roads were unpaved, icy and deserted - except for the free-range grazing. This wild space was gorgeous and without such a wrinkle in our plans, we likely would have gone a lifetime without seeing it. 





Bathroom breaks were frosty. This one was around Medicine Bow or Arapahoe National Forest or somewhere in between!











Teddy slept on.















Rest stop at Craig, Colorado and hallelujah, back on paved and well used roadways!


After this, it got dark. We passed through Steamboat Springs, Kremmling and then into Silverthorne. All in the dark on icy roads. But at least there was other traffic with us now. (I was driving, so no pics.)

Arriving home near 9pm, we were exhausted and oh so happy to be here. Both cats greeted us and Teddy. Rusty then made a beeline for his spot under the sofa, out of sight and reach. Wrigley hung out though... social distancing of 3 feet was enforced with hissing. They are going to be tight. I can tell. 


A day in Pocatello

 A few people have expressed confusion as to why we are in Idaho for a puppy.

So. Many. Reasons.

First and foremost, I feel we are getting the highest quality puppy experience from the highest quality breeder. Sure, sure... DNA checks out and all... but for my money, I wanted a breeder to really ask if I was good enough for one of her puppies. Then spend the time to make sure my puppy was well adjusted and happy so the transition would be as good as it can be too. I'm invested and I loved that Six-Love was just as invested.

(Did I mention in an earlier post that puppy-mills are common, as are breeders who JUST care about a timely Venmo transaction before adding you to a waitlist? Yeah... it's disappointing.)

Long story short, I would have flown, driven or walked even further than Idaho to make sure my anxieties about puppy welfare were alleviated. 

We arrived here yesterday and I have to say, Pocatello and the entire drive into the area is naturally gorgeous and a pleasure for the senses. 

Our first morning was spent back at the Six-Love house with Leslie. We (may just "I") had narrowed our selection down to Yellow pup and Blue pup overnight. Even that had been tough. Choosing between these two had given me a lot of anxiety overnight. Not because there was a wrong choice, but because one puppy was being rejected by us for no good reason and it feels wrong. So wrong. But it has to be done anyway. (Despite me contemplating taking two  - shhhhh... don't tell Mark.)

This is Blue puppy. AKA Teddy. By a narrow margin he was chosen over Yellow puppy and will be coming home with us tomorrow. 



Our next stop was to Emily the extraordinary quilter. I connected with her via Leslie and Emily was finishing... like actually finishing,  quilts I started in 2002-2003. Yes,  19 years under the bed in a box!

Check this out!

Before: 



After:


Just when she thought I was done bringing her old unfinished projects ... I had one more up my sleeve. When I found this one, the patchwork top had not even been finished. So I spent a little time on it, then loaded it in the car and drove that one to Pocatello too!




Now it was time to soak away yesterday's long drive and mentally/physically prepare for tomorrow's long drive home.  Mark and I headed to Lava Hot Springs for the afternoon. It was LOVELY!

It was a beautiful evening driving back to Pocatello.




Our final event was super special.  We had been invited out to dinner by Ross and Leslie. What an honor. A blessing. Warm fuzzies overload.

One delicious Italian dinner later and some shared stories,  gratitude, laughter... Mmmm... I was feeling so satisfied and content and downright wonderful. <sigh>

Final thought: Not one for having sleep issues normally,  I'll now admit to waking at 4:45  am with heart burn.  Anticipation at getting Teddy and also some worries about being a good enough dog-mom I guess...