At the end of last year, my siblings and I decided to get my dad a new puppy for Christmas. He is a dog lover, I can’t remember a time that our family didn’t have a dog. I grew up with two miniature schnauzers, Poochie and Baby. They weren’t related, but they were inseparable. Only a couple months before Christmas, Poochie was ran over which left my dad (and whole family) devastated. He was 15 years old and he lived a good life, but poor Baby (the other schnauzer) was left all alone. They had been together for over 13 years so she was lost without her friend.
So, what’s the most reasonable thing to do? Buy another sweet puppy for my dad and for Baby to have joy in her life again. My sister found a sweet miniature schnauzer and bought it. I instantly fell in love.
Look at that face! He was only 8 weeks here and they had already given him a schnauzer cut! I texted my boyfriend, who I live with and his first response was something to the extent “what is that?” He feared that I would bring him home and never give him to my dad. We already had 2 cats and another dog, so we have a full house as it is. My sister and I took turns taking care of this sweet pup before Christmas. My sister has a full house of 4 kids and a dog (oh, and they had JUST moved into their new home) so I took the pup off of her hands anytime I could.
Well, I brought the dog home and guess what? The boyfriend fell in love with him too. We were obsessed – and still are. Embarrassingly, we were that couple that was taking our dog EVERYWHERE we went. We would be at our family’s house with the pup, shopping with the pup, you name it and that sweet baby was with us. We took a staycation at the Westin Galleria the week before Christmas and had to leave the dog for the first time. This is the exact moment when we knew that we were not giving that dog away, it was ours and we would have to find something else to give my dad for Christmas.
After consulting with my siblings and asking if it was okay that we keep the puppy, we started a hunt to find another miniature schnauzer to give my dad. We were so determined to find another dog for my dad that same day because we couldn’t bare the thought of having to give our dog away. Luckily, we found a lady in the area who was selling her miniature schnauzer puppies and we were able to snag one up for my dad. So we went from ‘babysitting’ a new dog for my dad to keeping him and now babysitting a new dog.
We ended up naming our dog, Sumo. You know because he is SO big (a whopping 2.5 pounds when we got him).
I don’t have any children, but I felt like I had two newborn babies. Who knew taking care of puppies was so much work? They were peeing on everything, playing at all hours of the night, and chewing through everything in our house. It was worth every minute of it. Obviously, giving a dog to someone as a present isn’t always the best idea. We were nervous about it, but thankfully my dad instantly fell in love with her.
I mean, look at those ears! My dad ended up naming her Tisa, like every other dog we have had growing up. That’s a whole other story!
Sumo and Tisa are best friends forever. We get to have Tisa over often so they get to play and wear each other out. This is how they slept, you can’t even tell which end is which.
As you can imagine, I took about ten thousand pictures of them. Here is the most recent picture I have of both of them together after getting their hair cut. Don’t they look like little old men with those beards?
So that is the story of how I got my pup. We still, til this day, haven’t told my dad about what happened the switch up. I don’t think he would care just because he is so in love with his dog. Everything worked out perfectly and I couldn’t be happier with how things turned out.
Do you have a crazy story about one of your pets?