The mother, father, and Grandmother of the puppies were all on site, and they were all very friendly and healthy. I really didn’t think my husband would let me get a puppy, but I fell in love with a little boy (yes, Shelby is a girl, now keep reading). He was very shy and timid, and reminded me of how Shiloh was when we first got her.
I went home that night, and showed my husband the pictures of the puppies, but he didn’t have much to say. The next day when he got home from work, he asked me if I wanted to go back and see the puppies, needless to say, I was thrilled! We drove back to the breeder’s house so he could meet the dog that I picked out.
We played with all the puppies, checked them out. My husband picked up a few and put them down, but one puppy, in particular, would not leave him alone. Every time he pushed her to play with the other puppies, she came back to him and sat at his feet. I had a feeling we would not be taking home the little boy that I had picked.