New Little Guy
September 10, 2023
About one month ago, on August 7th, we appended a new little guy to our life: a dachshund named Picasso! (His larger-than-life name makes us laugh.) This is the first time we (Cassidy and I) have been responsible for any living being on our own.
It's been fun to see our dynamic change as we gradually move from “couple” to “family”. He’s not a child, of course – but when a couple adds a dog to their life, is it appropriate to begin calling them a family? I don't know.
His glamour shot
We had planned on a "small" dog, but neither of us realized we’d end up with a small dog.
After one month, it’s clear that Picasso is Cassidy’s dog.
We’re investing a lot of time into his upfront training. Each week, we load him up in the car and go to pup pre-school together.
Not even an arm’s length
What’s strange for us to consider is the span of our decision making. While we’ve been considering a dog for over a year, the decision to get him was somewhat quick and impulsive! The consequence of that impulse may still be with us when we’re 40 years old!
If all goes well, he’ll be the first (or among the first) dogs our kids grow up with. (I say “among the first”, because it’s only a matter of time before we pick up a second, based on the way the wind is blowing.)
One more fun image: his report card from an evaluation day at our local day care. Apparently, he’s the absolute ringleader of the small pups. Shy and sweet, he is not.
