Weighing in at 3.0 pounds, this cute little guy is JoJo.
He is sweet, calm, and very snugly.
The boys decided on names right away and they stuck before I had a chance to make suggestions.
Well, it's a long story, but he is living at my mom's house.
We got Wookie in May 2008 and he was the best dog in the world until Lexi came home in December. I was so busy looking for signs of attachment or orphanage issues with Lexi and making sure that Liam didn't have a hard time losing baby status that it never occurred to me that the "real" baby in our home (i.e. Wookie) was the one having trouble adjusting. He was very sweet with Lexi so that wasn't the problem.
We were gone for two weeks and came home with a baby that needed lots of attention. We rocked his world and didn't even know it.
What happened is that he went from being reliably house trained to deliberately pooing in the house. He was sneaky about it at first, but then it became outright defiance. His favorite spots were on the master bathroom rug (usually while I was showering) and the playroom carpet. Then, he started this thing where I would take him out the front door to do his business and as soon as I turned my head, he ran around to the back door, entered the house through the pet door, ran to the playroom carpet, proceeded to poo, and then came running back to find me looking all like "What, I didn't do anything wrong?" The little stinker.
Once I discovered what he was doing, I would only take him out with a lease. That didn't stop him. So we tried crating him most of the day and bringing him out hourly to go poo. He refused to relieve himself outside and would even poo inside his crate. This went on for over a month. Changing Lexi's poopy diapers were bad enough. I didn't need more poo to deal with and was ready to pull my hair out over the whole ordeal.
So I took him over to my mom's house last February for a little "respite" care. She had kept him for us while we were in Russia and going to her house was like a doggy vacation. I knew he would be happy and well cared for, but what I didn't count on was her
stealing falling in love with him and not wanting to give him back. She still says he loves her best. Grrrrr. She certainly wouldn't have threatened to sue me for custody or anything. The boys begged me all Summer to bring Wookie home. It was hard to explain that it was not going to be so simple. They got to play with Wookie again at the pet show in the Robertson County fair. He even won Best of Show with Preston. The begging continued into the Fall and the first item on any of the kids' Christmas list was a new puppy (if not Wookie).
Then, in November, I ran into Wookie's breeders at a Chili Supper for Preston and Garrett's school. They told me that Wookie's mom and dad were expecting puppies any day and offered us the first pick of the litter. They also said the puppies should be ready by Christmas Eve. That's when I decided to surprise the kids. I must add that I offered to let my mom have 1st pick of the litter if she would give us back Wookie, but she didn't go for it.
A few days before Thanksgiving I took my mom, my sister, my nephew and nieces to pick out our newest family member. I really wanted a girl this time (not sure why). There were two litters to choose from. The other litter shared Wookie's dad too. The only girl out of two entire litters was a little black one. But I also adored the tiny little light cream one that was Wookie's brother. Oh, they were sooooooooooo cute and it was sooooooooooo hard to choose.
I mean seriously, look at those cute little faces.
And the puppies are pretty cute too! Ha Ha - couldn't resist!
In order to keep the Christmas surprise, my mom picked the puppies up for me on Christmas Eve and brought them over on Christmas morning. With all the excitement that day, Liam and Nolan still think Nana gave them the puppies for Christmas....and that's okay, it smooths over the whole "Nana took Wookie and won't give him back".
My blog friend, Jen, asked how we can handle puppies with five kids. The answer is it was kind of hard at first because they were very much like newborn babies. We had to teach Lexi to be gentle and how to hold and carry them. (She thought she could carry them around by the neck like she does with her baby dolls, but we didn't let her.) It took several days, but now she is great with them. We still watch her very closely with them. I'll be the first to admit that taking puppies outside fifty times day and night can be a real pain. BUT, they are worth all the trouble. The boys take turns on potty duty when they are home from school and, like I said earlier, Lexi is my biggest helper. She constantly reminds me to take them out and feed them. ;0) They sleep in a crate together at night and seem to really enjoy their home. We won't give them full run of the house until they are completely ready.
We all LOVE "Puppy Playtime!"