It's a Boy Pt. 2: the Pressure of a Name

on Saturday evening, we went to Petco for some puppy supplies. stephen spent a large portion of the shopping trip telling me to scale down my purchases. not "buy fewer things" or "less expensive" things; just buy smaller things. it's hard to wrap my mind around how small the puppy is; not that i'm used to big dogs...i actually really don't like big dogs (read: scared of them). he's just alot smaller than mom's maltese or our deceased schnauzer. i'm not gonna lie to you, the temptation to get the Coach bag has now increased, exponentially.

anyway, we walked out with a leash, collar, a little walking harness, 2 training clickers and a couple cute little toys. stephen already picked up the crate, now he needs a little puppy-play-pen. Puppies for Dummies is coming in very handy.

after a wonderful brunch and afternoon jaunt with MS (wait till you see the jewelry), yesterday, i've settled on a name:

Grover.

i dunno why. it just seems to fit. maybe 'cuz he looks like a little muppet and Grover was always one of my favorites (second only to Ernie, but he doesn't look like an Ernie, does he?). mind you, this is all subject to change the minute we pick him up from Bohemia and his name becomes instantly apparent.

i'm glad the wedding is next week, all the excitement and hubub is very distracting.

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"Oh! You've bought David a baby wookie"~ Bri the Pie Guy