One year ago today I was shocked as heck! The night before, which was a Thursday, Brad had asked some questions. Specific questions about the next pup to enter our world. He asked if I was sure about a Havanese? He also asked, what I wanted the next dog to look like...color-wise? I didn't think too much of the conversation we were having. However, I did text my mom telling her about his questions and telling her it was slightly odd. Odd, because up until the night before Landon arrived Brad had kind of been...shall I say, "playing it cool". Making it seem as though another dog was something I was going to have to wait awhile for, like months and months. During my texting conversation with my mom I ended it by saying maybe it means the next little pup isn't as far off as I think. But that was the only wish I was taking from the questions Brad was asking. However, the next morning arrived and again Brad asked if I was 100% sure I wanted a Havanese? Once again I thought the timing of the question was odd. Especially to be chatting about the next dog first thing in the morning before he heads off to work. I started thinking to myself...'is he really planning on getting me another dog soon?' However, overall I kept thinking...'no, there's no way he's going to venture down that road of picking out the next pup'. To be honest I tried hard to not think about it any further because I didn't want to get my hopes up then be disappointed. For the rest of the day I didn't think about it at all.
It was a stormy day and kind of dark out. All of a sudden I heard some noise outside, I thought it was the weather, I never got up from my computer to look out. Then I suddenly heard a key opening our front door, next thing I know Brad's entering the house. I was of course surprised to see Brad at this time of day as it wasn't time for him to get off work yet, plus he didn't come in through the garage which was surprising too. He explained he had some stuff in his car and asked me to come outside real quick. Since it was sprinkling I walked only a few steps outside and stood under the archway of our front door as he walked over to his car and reached in to pick something up from the front seat. I was stunned, shocked, speechless as he handed me the cutest little fluff ball ever. Landon had officially "landed" in our world, landing in the arms of an extremely shocked mommie.
Oh my goodness what a delight this little dude is. He's dynamic and extra special. Not only was his timing special but it's just him, the little dude he is. He has a great personality, was easy to train, never has a bad mood and is super affectionate. He's a love bug yet he's a rough and tumble little boy. He follows me around, assuming a sense of purpose to watch over me just like Cody did. He's got that quick agility and runs on turbo speed like Simon did. He stays up late and sleeps in like Cody used to do. He empties out the toy box searching for one particular toy just like Simon used to do. He roughs up his blankets and plays fiercely like Cody. He's easy to please and as schedule oriented as Simon. He is an amazing combo of both of his predecessors. At the same time though he is uniquely himself...my sweet little Landon! The pick of the litter! Happy Gotcha Day, little dude! Extra kisses for you today...and everyday!
Below is the first video of Piper and Landon meeting each other one year ago today. She snuck up behind him and he turned to greet her. Best part is the very end when she does that skittish jump thing cats do when they are afraid of something. I remember the moment well. Glad we caught it on video!
