Never Say Never…



As a child and teenager, I grew up with massive dogs. I had to clean up heaps of πŸ’©Β in the backyard. Clean the kennels. But worst of all, the dog hair and the SLOBBER!

Fast forward to my wonderful children entering this world. I swear from Day 1, they both wanted a dog. Didn't help when my sister & brother in law got Louie. Then EVERY BLOODY day D & S would harass me for a puppy.


Why no dog...

At first my reasoning was based on growing up with a ton of dogs and not wanting to pick up πŸ’© or have to deal with a dog. (The kids were young you know! So who would it have fallen on?)

Then, it was because we got a pool and had no room for a dog to play outside, and it would πŸ’©Β in our pool. And guess who would have to clean it up? πŸ™‹πŸ»β€β™€οΈ

Finally, I was travelling a lot for my Thirty-One business. I was earning trips to far off places, in far off lands. Who the heck would care for 'their' dog when I wasn't there???


Hubby got a new job and we moved to a new home in a new city and had no pool and a huge backyard. So of course they all started in on me again. Then the unthinkable happened. My sister & brother in-law came to stay for a weekend and brought Louie. Louie was so well behaved... I wanted him to eat my boots. To pee on the floor. To keep us up at night so I could prove to the kids we couldn't have a dog in this house! Well that backfired BIG TIME. Because Louie and I bonded... well he bonded with me. I kept telling him to get off my couch, but instead he curled up beside me. And then I remembered what it was like when my mum's dogs as big as horses would curl up with me. It was a good feeling. One I had completely forgotten.

Did I mention EVERYONE on our street has a dog??? EVERYONE. One neighbour and his wife I see often. They have Sarah. Sarah is a princess. Cutest dog you ever saw, who thinks her πŸ’©Β don't stink. It might not. She has been very polite and has not πŸ’© on our lawn yet... But honestly, everyone has a dog.

One night, hubby and I were chatting. Not sure what he put in my drink... but I agreed to a puppy. BUT, I wanted what I wanted in a dog. (Remember, it's all about ME) So we agreed on a smaller dog. A Labradoodle.


Oaken joins our family on January 11th.

Will we still be able to travel? Ummmm, I WILL! Not sure if anyone else can join me... oh darn!

Who will be picking up his πŸ’©Β ??? Beats me. But you know who it won't be! πŸ–πŸΌ

Who will be training him? ME! Because let's be honest. He's going to be my dog...




Make sure to subscribe down at the bottom. You don't want to miss how the first few weeks go with this addition to our family πŸ™‚

Kyla ~