Miss Sage

This weekend has been a struggle for me.  I have kept busy but it has been hard.  I feel like I can't pull myself together and I am constantly picking up the pieces...literally!  I got a new bag on Friday which I LOVE, I needed to change wallets so I could finally use the one my mom got me for my birthday over a year ago and what do you think happened?? I didn't realize the coin part of it was open and I now have 100 coins all throughout my car.  This morning I woke up and decided I was going to clean the fridge, top to bottom.  I tend to not think, just do, so as I was pulling out the drawer with our fruits I bumped the shelf on the inside part of the door, and it came crashing down, along with two beer bottles, a container of sauce, a jar of pickles and some other things.  Everything was safe except the two beers.  Glass was everywhere, and so was beer.  But, the weekend is almost over and I have decided to spend the rest of this post on something that makes me happy.



We got Sage 2 weeks after our honeymoon, almost 3 years ago this July.  I checked with breeders all across the US, made phone calls, followed litters online, and knew I had found the one.  Her breeders were small town people who lived on a farm in North Carolina.  After speaking to them multiple times and reading a few of their references, I knew we had to get a pup from this specific litter. Pat was against getting a dog, and it took LOTS of convincing (luckily I don't give up easily and continued to push the issue.)  He will now admit, it was the best decision I ever made.  Many people often ask where we came up with the name Sage, and to be honest I don't know where I first heard it, but I knew it was going to be her name.  Unfortunately, P had also come up with a name he thought was perfect: Stoli.  We decided that we would wait until after our honeymoon to finalize her name, hoping to see some type of sign while we were in Hawaii.  Believe it or not, just a few days into our honeymoon, we were driving along a cliff and decided to get out and walk around.  We noticed little stone piles and names all over the place made out of all these different rocks.  Then, we stumbled upon this...neither one of us could believe our eyes.  This was a sign, Sage it was (I win again!)

Everyone always talks about the love between an animal and its owners.  It is something you cannot describe.  She is our everything.  Everywhere we go, pepople stop us and ask about her.  She is almost 3 but looks and acts just like a puppy still.  One of the best sounds is when she has found a spot to rest her little head on our couch and she makes this little sighing sound (almost as if to say I love being home.)  Her unconditional love for us makes my heart happy.  I love to watch P interact with her.  He had never had a dog before and I was very nervous about how he would handle it.  He has been the best furdaddy ever, he even picks up her poop!  I hate to think what our life would be like without her. I don't think either one of us would be able to survive these past few months/year without her.

Here are a few pics of our baby...