So much for wordless

Rule #1 of being Taryn: you find it extremely difficult to be quiet for 5 minutes. I'm the jerkface that talks through movies, too. DH is constantly shushing me and telling me to "watch and see".

HMPH!

Quote of the day: "Taryn, can we please move back to San Diego? It's frickin cold here, and D.C. isn't going to be much warmer!"


Says the guy from Bangor, Maine.
:P

Milestone #1: D-Man and I finally decided on a pooch! If all goes well, we'll be picking up the fuzzy-furry-floppy-eared dude from my Dog Debate post in a week or so (I don't actually know what state he's being fostered in; if it's in GA ... it might take some time to get him up to Maine.) If anyone cares, we're adopting him from Life's Little Paws, a rescue group specializing in sight-challenged Cockers. (Cockers, for those who aren't aware ... are subject to all kinds of nasty eye problems. Without a vet visit, these problems left unchecked can oftentimes result in blindness and/or removal of the eye entirely). I don't mind paying the $350 adoption fee for a completely healthy dog, I'd probably spend double on a pup from a breeder.

Now, "Sebastian" (he needs a new name ... Drew wants to give him a Red Sox'ish name. Youkilis is his favorite player, so I think I'll be yelling "YOOOUUKK!" a lot.) isn't sight challenged. He's 3, full of spunk ... and needs some help in terms of housebreaking and obedience classes. Aka: The Crate will be our best buddy. Annnd a baby gate to keep him in the complete indestructable kitchen if we're going to be gone much longer than 6 or 7 hours. Totally fine with me if he has an accident on tile. I'd moan and groan if he had an accident on carpet.

PS: Drew absolutely consented. I didn't trick him.
He won't be disappointed. Sure, Cocker Spaniels look all feminine ... but they rough-house like big dogs.
I grew up with a Cocker, my parents have 2 ... we're just a Cocker loving family. That will eventually add an American Boxer to the mix when he's OUT of the Marine Corps and we're buying a house in SoCal. Yes, friends. I know this. That, and I'm absolutely jealous that Sarah & Ben are at the buy-a-first-home stage of life.