Scout

So Corey and I had been talking about buying a puppy as soon as we moved into our house. I already knew which kind I wanted and since we don't have a fenced in back yard and we won't for a while, I had decided on a smaller dog. Our first choice was an English Bulldog but after the traumatic event happened to a coworker's bulldog (he died unexpectedly during a routine surgery), I quickly changed my mind...for now at least. With everything going on and all the money we are putting into our home, we set the puppy plans back and didn't talk much about it anymore.

After going to our cousin's wedding last night, Corey dropped me off at my house and was headed home...thirty minutes later he came back. He took me out to his truck and told me he wanted me to meet someone. I thought it was a joke, maybe one of our friends or something but he opened the door and the cutest, sweetest little puppy was staring back at me. I instantly, and I mean instantly fell head over heels for him. I took him inside and bathed him and just loved on him. I told Corey there was no way we weren't keeping him, so we did...and here we are...new parents :)

I don't know where I got the name Scout from, but it he looks like a Scout (or a Wookie, but I wouldn't dare name him that)!! He is so sweet, loves to be loved on and is always SO happy to see me. I think God knew we needed each other. :)

Meet our son...Scout!