Sonny Boy's First Christmas

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Can this Italian Greyhound look any cuter?

I know the photos are blurred. A sharper one to follow.

Works For Me Wed: Italian Greyhound

OK, I intended to share with you why the breed "Italian Greyhound" works for me. But my eyes are falling - so sleepy. So I am turning this into a "Wordless Wednesday post too. (I know.. I am typing words ... just to explain). Here's a link about Italian Greyhound (click here), and you'll know why it works for me. Oh, if you would like to visit more Wordless Wednesday posts (the real Wordless ones:) - visit 5 Minutes For Moms.

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And Then I Agreed To Adopting An Italian Greyhound

There are so many alternative titles to this post, like:

And Then I lost My Mind and Said Yes To A Dog, or

I Can Only Resist For So Long ...

On Wednesday morning, February 4th, my husband called me from Oahu. He was at this pet shop and "fell in love" with a puppy Italian Greyhound. You see, he was supposed to be there "just to look". Tell you how much "just looking" does. And how much it can cost us. Don't ask how much - it's a lot!

And so he called me to ask my opinion about getting this Italian Greyhound puppy for our daughter who had been pleading for a dog for more than a year now. I mean pleading and begging. On her birthday last October, she wrote "a puppy" as her only wish. I got her a stuff toy puppy, well - that's a puppy in my book. Last Christmas, she again wrote a "puppy" for a Christmas wish. She even wrote to Santa about it. I bartered. I told her I'd get her her very own Ipod, but not a puppy. And so I thought it was all settled. But wait ...

The husband, started researching puppies. And now he was a collaborator of this scheme to wear me down, and finally said yes to a puppy. I can only resist for so long. I mean, I already was getting the reputation of being "the mother who deprived her daughter a dog". I can only take the guilt for so long. Finally, I had to say yes to a puppy. The problem is, not just an ordinary puppy. My husband has already set his eyes on an Italian Greyhound because it's the best breed that would get along with our two cats. You see, we love out cats. (yes, I said we, as much as my husband would contest that because he says I hate our cats. Yes, I did not want to adopt these cats either as much as I did not want to adopt a dog, but that's another post/story). Back to the Italian Greyhound story, so my husband had researched dogs and thought that the only dog he would allow in our house is an Italian Greyhound.

My husband was on Oahu last week for a work related training. Not for a dog. But the Pet Store from Oahu that he called a few months back called back saying that they a new arrival - an Italian Greyhound puppy. And since he's already on Oahu (must be God, maybe he thought!), he said he's going there "just to look". Rrrrright...., "just to look"...

Oh well, I don't think I can contain all my venting and whining, as well as my joys and pains, on adopting and raising this Italian Greyhound on just one post, so this is going to be an integral part of this blog from now on. Oh yeah, my husband told me that he got this dog so I can have something to blog about. Yeah right!

Now, I know you are now curious to see what this puppy looks like. I am not going to let you wait any longer. Here's his homecoming. His name is Sonny. The name might change to Vito later on. Hubby is still undecided. But it has to be an Italian name. Something from the Godfather movie. That's worth another post. Maybe my husband is right, this Italian Greyhound is going to give me a lot of blog post ideas. Maybe he is worth it that way, at least for me. Nah, Sonny is really cute, and lovable. And when you see the "happy tears" on my daughter's face when she saw the puppy, then you'd know why I had actually allowed myself lose my mind and say yes to a dog. Here's Sonny's homecoming photos: