Saturday we got up nice and early, packed up some snacks and the kids and hit the road. We drove out to Duchene, UT, about a 3 hour drive, to pick up the cute Springer Spaniel mix dog I posted about a little while ago. We pulled up to the trailer where the dog was (along with about 5 other dogs and a turkey, not kidding) and saw the little puppy run out to us. However, it wasn't as little anymore. Ian asked the guy how old he thought the puppy was. He answered that it was about 4 or 5 months old. Yikes. I quickly texted the owner and asked if when they got the puppy she was sure it was 9 months old and not 9 weeks. "Oh, my husband says 9 weeks." Yikes. Needless to say we came home empty handed. It wasn't a complete loss though since we got to stop on the way back and play at the park for awhile and we did spend the whole day together.
The sign at the park we stopped at in Heber on our way home on Saturday.
Sunday was nice and quiet. We made it through the whole 3 hours of church without incident. Weston bore a really adorable testimony. He is growing up so fast. We came home and had a restful afternoon. I attempted to make potato pancakes out of the leftover mashed potatoes to go with our eggs and bacon, but they did NOT turn out. Oh well. I also baked some cookies. That night we had some friends over and just had a really fun time visiting, laughing, and playing Settlers (even though I did the worst I have ever done).
All this time I had been continuing to look for another dog. There were lots to choose from, but only a couple that looked promising. Sunday evening Ian had planned with the sketchy tree guy to do the rest of our trees today. They were supposed to start at 9am again. Ian told him that if he was here by 9:30am then he would buy the guy lunch, but if he wasn't here by 11am, then the deal was off. Well, sure enough he called at about 10am and had just woken up. At 10:50 he called to say he had forgotten his ladder and had to go back home. Ian just said, well you have until 11. He didn't show up until almost 11:30, so no deal.
All morning I had been looking at dog listings. There was a really cute 2 year old dog at the shelter, a 1 1/2 year old dog someone was re-homing, and a litter of adorable puppies that had caught my eye and were in my price range. I called the shelter and didn't get a response. The lady with the re-homing dog was excited for us to come see her dog, so we planned to go check it out after Davin's nap. We decided not to bring the kids though just in case.
The moment we pulled out of the driveway to take the kids to our neighbor's house and go see the dog, the lady called to say an older couple had just come to see the dog and fallen in love. Sigh. Well, there was still the shelter dog. As we pulled back into the driveway, they called back and said that dog had already been adopted. Sigh again. There were still the puppies, so I ran in the house to get the directions, the ad was listed as sold. I called and the guy said that they were all sold, but that if the sale didn't go through he would call me back. We unloaded the kids from the car. Again. I was pretty disappointed. It looked as though getting a dog was just not in the cards for us at the moment.
We played pillow fight, continued checking dog listings and generally moped a bit. Ian had just left to run to Home Depot and Smiths when my phone rang. It was the puppy guy saying that the lady who was buying the rest of the puppies hadn't gotten back to him, so we could have one. I hurried and took the boys to our friends' house and met back up with Ian at the house. We drove 40 minutes up to Clearfield and met the cutest puppies. They are half Jack Russell Terrier and half Brittany Spaniel. They will be about mid-calf size dogs full grown. We had a little bit of a hard time deciding which one to take home since they were all so cute, but we finally decided on a little brown and white girl.
Sammie (5th from left) with her siblings. This picture was from the ad posted on ksl.
Our first day with Sammie.

