Archive for January 26th, 2011
My puppy, Sasha, is a French bulldog. I got her almost one year ago on my birthday as a gift from my husband, Gary. I was ecstatic upon opening a big box that had secretly been ventilated to find that it had a 7-week-old puppy inside. She was wearing a lavender dog collar with tags that read “Sasha,” the name of my favorite stuffed animal growing up. And now it was almost as if she had come to life.
After admiring my new four-legged friend for several hours we promptly went to the pet store to pick up the necessities for Sasha’s wellbeing. On our list was: food and water bowls as well as puppy chow, a dog exercise pen, a cozy puppy bed, a matching lavender leash and a few toys. I was so excited I forgot to get any grooming supplies, oh well; I knew I could find them online.