One year ago today, June 22, 2008, she emerged, an "oops" puppy in a litter of a black mother and a harlequin (black and white) father. There were some recessive genes in there somewhere!
Our first visit with the puppies had me holding the little three week old puppy that would become our Paisley.
At six weeks the puppies were playing outside for the first time, and loving all the new stimuli. Look at that cute face!
After a hard day's play, they were anxious to climb into Kristen's lap for a nap. This one always wanted to be close to her, even if it meant squashing her brother!
Still struggling to decide which puppy was the best for us, we went out again that weekend to make our final decision. It came down to me asking Kristen the question. "When I say Paisley, which puppy pops into your mind?" It was this sweet but independent little fawn.
Here's a cute shot of Paisley and her beautiful mom Bella around six and a half weeks...we felt bad taking her away!
Paisley came home at exactly eight weeks old, and the first day was quite the adjustment period. She was uncomfortable with the unfamiliar surroundings, and did a lot of moping and staring and sleeping. All that would soon change!
Her first playdate with other dogs she would soon outgrow came at 10 weeks, and so did her first encounter with stairs!
Trips to the park like this one at twelve weeks became routine for our growing puppy.
Soon she began to develop new habits...staring out the window at fourteen weeks was one of them!
Her first official photoshoot came at seventeen weeks...she loved playing in the leaves.
She took well to her first big snow at seven months, frolicking and rolling in it and loving every minute of it!
More of her new habits emerged and by 8 months, she was more than comfortable sitting on the couch with (or on) us.
Her spay and stomach tacking surgery at just past 9 months was a setback for her energy level- she was down and out for at least a week, and we had to try and keep her calm for much longer than that!
At eleven months she enjoys some of Kentucky's finest...
Here are picture from our most recent outing to the seminary lawn just a few days ago. From 5 pounds at birth to 20 pounds upon arrival at home to 100 pounds as of right now, she's grown quite a bit, shedding her rolly-polly figure, turning into the lithe and muscular adult puppy she almost is. But she's still a puppy at heart!
Happy Birthday Paisley!
5 comments:
Aww, I love our puppy!! She is soooo cute.
this is sweet - you guys are good puppy parents.
An epic history of Paisley Groves... I love it.
Obsessive? Puh-leeze!
She's grown into quite the lovely young lady & looks very happy.
FYI... Bella was bred several weeks ago, & it looked like she was starting to fill-out in anticipation of a litter, but the ultra-sound showed no pups. :(
Yes, we heard...I'm sad she isn't having a litter, but if it was going be problem-plagued, maybe it's better this way. I was getting excited to play with little dane puppies again. I need my fix!
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