Although I consider myself to be a pretty sane person I will say that I may have a very unhealthy attachment to my dog! I love him so much, he has brought me so much joy since we brought him home, I can't imagine what my life would be like without him. It all happened so fast, Pat and I decided that instead of buying each other expensive wedding presents that we would get each other a puppy, the gift that keeps on giving. Flashback to November 17
th 2008, Pat and I had just gotten back from our honeymoon and because Jasper has no airport we flew into Louisville and we got in so late that we spent the night at my dad's house. The next day was traumatizing. Although I had not grown up in the house the act of leaving my dad's house for the last time was really hard for me I broke down and a slight panic attack ensued. Fortunately my dad must have sensed it coming and he took off before it happened. My car was packed to the brim with wedding gifts and all of my other stuff... It was time to move to Jasper. Well usually Pat and I ride together back and forth, but because Pat had his car in Louisville we had to drive separately. One of us also had to pick up our new puppy who was waiting for us in
Charlestown Indiana, so mid panic attack Pat decided to be the one to bring home baby.
