How Our Two Became Two And A Half

About three months ago, I started looking into adopting a puppy. When I first told my husband about this he was very opposed to getting a pet. I will admit, I do not have the best track record with pets. Don't ask me how, but I even managed to lose my pet turtle when he ran away. I know what you are thinking, a turtle running away? But yes, it really happened to me. Anyways, because of this my friends and family were very diligent in trying to convince me not to adopt a puppy.

Usually I would have given up on an idea if my husband really thought is was not the best choice for us, but I couldn't get it out of my mind. We have been holding off on having kids until my husband finishes grad school, which won't be for a few more years, but my maternal time clock had started and I was longing for someone or something to take care of.  Some nights I would leave my IPhone on his side of the bed with a picture of an adorable puppy, just so he could see I was still looking at adopting. Finally, after much negotiating, and well just plain begging, my husband said agreed to let me adopt a puppy. 

Now came the more difficult part, where do you find puppies to adopt? I of course turned to my trusty friend Google and started looking at dog breeders in my area. When I found out how much it would cost for a puppy the size of a large steak, my heart dropped. All the breeds I was interested in, were over a $1,000 to adopt. I am not in anyway saying they are not worth that kind of money, I just know my husband would NEVER agree to spending that much. So, I turned to KSL and Craigslit to continue my dog search. I won't lie, I have never used KSL for anything other than apartment hunting, but I was hoping I could find an amazing puppy that I could afford. After falling for what seemed like a hundred scams on KSL, I finally found an ad for a male Chihuahua mix puppy that was in our price range and where the owner was only about 30 minutes from where I live. 

I don't think my husband was really excited about the adoption until we picked our sweet puppy up from the previous owner. When they brought him out, I saw my husbands eyes light up, and I knew he was hooked. Our new puppy, whom we named "Jax" was 8 weeks old and 3 pounds 2 ounces when we adopted him. I am not going to lie, it is a lot of work to take a care of this little guy, but when he lets me cuddle him, or gives me kisses I know it is totally worth it. I am so happy that Jax is a part of our little family, and cannot wait to watch him grow.