Today, I was preparing M's bath, and had E chillin on the floor in the living room - I hear him start to cry and opt to finish what I was doing before I went to get him. A couple minutes later I go into the living room and he has a fistfull of his hair and is pulling on it, which is really making him mad. I felt so bad! This is not his first attempt at pulling out his hair, just probably the longest lasting. He gets his hand up by his head and as soon as he feels hair, his little hand just clamps down, and out of reflex he starts to pull - poor boy. So, after speaking with megan I decided it was time to break down and put mittens on his hands (okay, actually socks, but so what?) and so far it has worked.
This has been a really crazy weekend. Thursday J got a call from a breeder he had been speaking to 3 or 4 months ago. We were going to go look at a puppy of his (with no real intention of buying) back then, but when we called the breeder said he just sold the last female 2 hours previously. Then on thursday he called to tell J that a buyer backed out last minute and J has first chance at getting her, so Friday we went to see her. She was discounted for us (and b/c she is older now, I think) and much more affordable - and so we brought her home, and her name is Sugar. Sug (shoog) for short. She is very sweet and calm, and listens really well. She is a yellow lab, and for all of you who have read the book or watched the movie - yes, we bought the "clearance puppy"! And actually we stopped at Blockbuster to return some movies and a big Marley & Me poster was in the window and M said :"Is that a picture of Sugar?" - I hope not! Saturday was the last 50 cen...
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