I made my appointment with the new plastic surgeon for the upcoming
week. I was a bit nervous about it. I liked the plastic surgeon I had and was
not sure what this plastic surgeon would be like. There are only about three plastic surgeons
in our area. The last year and a half had been exhausting. I had been fighting
for my life and the last thing I needed was to have my surgeon taken away from
me in the middle of him treating me. But
with all this going on, I was given a surprise by my husband that would change
my life forever. I was given Chewy.
Chewy is our half Shitzu and half Cocker Spaniel puppy. A friend of ours female Shitzu was pregnant.
She had mated with the neighbors Cocker Spaniel. My husband was over there house for band
practice when the wife told him she had puppies for sale. Their dog had a liter
of three. My husband went upstairs to look at them. She told my husband two
were spoken for and she had one left. A few years prior to this, I would ask my
husband every so often if we could get a puppy. He always said, “No, I don’t think
the cats will adjust.” So I would drop the subject. So when I received a text
from my husband at band practice, I was not expecting to see a cute fury puppy.
He told me this puppy was up for adoption. This I told him was a big mistake.
There was no way he was going to tell me I could not get this dog. When my
husband came home, he told me that next week I could go to band practice with
him to look at the dog. I was so excited
and could not wait till next Wednesday. I had decided to do research about his
bread and how to introduce a new animal to existing cats. I wanted to be prepared
so the transition of a new animal would not be stressful for the cats or us. I
had brought a few wash cloths with me to pat the puppy down so his scent would
be on them. I then would lay them out around the house for the cats to sniff.
This would help the cats get used to the familiar smell of our new pet. That
night at band practice I hung out with my friend, the singer of the bands wife.
We sat and watched the puppies play. I held the puppy that would soon be ours.
I wiped him with the cloths and played with him. My husband and I were going to
bring Chewy home the following week. We wanted to get a crate, food and toys
for him. You can see from the picture why we named him Chewy which is short for Chewbaca.
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