I'll never forget pulling in the lane way Sunday night after being at the Big Country Bash in Des Moines. Out walked this cute little white lab puppy!
Brent surprised me with him! It was the best gift. We had recently expierenced a miscarriage and Brent knew I needed something to cheer me up. Why not a puppy? I've been begging for a dog for many years!
I wanted to name him Stewie but Brent said "No, he doesn't look like a Stewie". I had never had the chance to name an animal other than fish so I really did have the final say. I said Wrigley and Brent agreed that he looked like a Wrigley.
Granted there are times I have been so mad at Wrigley...ex) bringing dead animals to me (mole, turtle, deer legs, etc.) tearing up my mulch and laying on my plants, shredding EVERYTHING he could get his teeth on. But when it comes down to it he is like a child to me. He's part of our family! (Yes, dad I know you're rolling your eyes at that comment)
I posted the pictures of Wrigley and us the first couple days we had him. I miss him being only 8 lbs. We haven't weighed him in a few months but last we weighed him he was about 85 lbs.
Wrigley has been through a lot his first year of life. Learning to sleep outside and be a real farm dog, being ran over by my mother-in-law, and being best friends with a farm cat named Pat.
I'm ready for him to be done with the puppy years so I can enjoy having things outside and not worry about if he is going to chew them or not!
Happy Birthday Wrigley!!
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