road trip

A big, big day today. Homecoming! I would be lying if I told you that this last week hadn't consisted of daily (hourly, even; another reason I'm so lucky D likes me) cheerful exclamations of "Po!", "Two more sleeps!", "Puppypuppypuppy!", then "One more sleep!", in rotation, like some deranged looping children's show.

On the plus side, in between my silly episodes, we actually managed to do some useful puppy prepping, aka Acting Like Grown-Ups, around the house in the last few days. We finally did the Official Ikea Trip for bookshelves and storage units after realizing that yes, we really did have a crazy number of shoes (him) and half-read books and magazines (me) for two people. That scary black hole/bird's nest of computer, cable, ipod and stereo wires threatening to take over our living room? Tidied! Strangely satisfying, that. Oh, and hooks...that we actually put up! That hold things we use and need everyday, like towels, and keys! Whoah!

Even our fridge, now so fresh and so clean, clean. And all the better, since we then spent a bit of time assembling and storing Po's food. More on that in a bit...

...because that all of that led up to today's big event. This afternoon, we headed on up to Carol's to meet up with the munchkin (and his remaining extended family - some of the crew had already left for their new homes).

We were met by a whole posse of friendly Frenchies. So adorably distracting; um, which one was ours again? (I kid, I kid.)

like a flash mob, they slowly began to gather...





puppies everywhere!





shoes make good snacks





is this thing on?

Then on to the official stuff. Paperwork, medical info, feeding schedule, a tub of Po's current food, plus a disc packed with pictures of Po and his family (that includes, Bunny the mom, plus siblings, Jacques, Hugo, Vela and PB, now Peanut Butter, I think?), all put together by the ever awesome Carol. Thanks Carol!

Then goodbyes, and time for Po to go on his first ever road trip!

(This was taken about five minutes before we experienced the stereophonic sounds of "Frenchie puppy yodel". I had no idea that dogs could holler like that!)

Ah, but the little guy was a champ. After about twenty minutes, he started to chill out and made it look like he might actually enjoy his first major car ride. Almost.

Arriving home, Po calmly surveyed his new digs before chowing down on dinner and a making a visit outside. Then onto a well-deserved nap. He's quite the cool customer so far! (I'll admit I'm a little suspicious, but secretly relieved. For now.)

At playtime. That mug!





then, out cold





flat dog





freckles and spots





I couldn't resist....the end. For today.

Welcome to your new home, Po!