As (I hope) most women do I go through baby phases. Where I wish I could have another. Those usually last until the kids start fighting. I think Jason gives in to these by letting me get a dog. LOL
So about 4 months after moving to Germany a classmate of Dalton's had a Boxer who had puppies with a Great Dane. Needless to say I fell in love with one of the puppies. She was the lightest colored and smallest puppy, I think she was the runt. From day one she has loved sleeping in the bed under the covers with any one of us who will let her. We named her Leyna (which in Indian means Little Angel).
About 6 months after getting her my mom came to visit and we took her running (about 1 mile). The next morning she was very stiff and didn't want to lay down. Took her to the vet and the vet said not to take a puppy running and gave her some medicine. LOL that is like saying not to let a toddler run.
I will save the long story and say that over the next year and a half we went to multiple vets because she would go through spells where she would stop eating, get very stiff, and would stop drinking. We would have to get water down her throat with a turkey baster and I would spoon feed her canned food because a dog that usually sits at about 55-60 pounds would wither away to about 40-45 pounds. Anybody that saw her probably thought we starved her.
We almost lost her a couple of times. We noticed something would change in her when we would have other dogs around. So we asked our Landlord if we could get a cat and off to the flea market in Belgium we went.
The only cats we could find were Persian and Jason is allergic to animals so we didn't think an ugly $600 cat with long hair would be a good choice. We took 200 Euro with us to the flea market and after not finding a new pet we grabbed something to eat and Jason bought a puzzle.
We were heading back to the car when Dalton spotted a pet store and we said sure why not. OH MY GOD, they had the cutest puppies. The sign said they were Maltese and Yorkshire Terrier. I immediately fell in love, but the price was 200 Euro. I left like a sad kid and my wonderful husband said lets see how much change I have in the car. In Euro the $1 and $2 are coins, so when you look at change you could end up having about 20 Euro easily.
We scrounge up 200 Euro (including pennies)LOL. I ran, not walked ran, back to the store and there was a lady holding the puppy that I wanted. I stood back for a moment and watched. She went to put her back in the box (I don't think the puppy's feet actually touched the bottom) and I swooped her up and yelled I want this one!
We took her home and hoped Leyna would accept her.
I think it all worked out. More on the adventures of Leyna and Molly later.


