Meet my Pup

9 weeks old here...the dog...not me. I'm 27 :)

9 weeks old here...the dog...not me. I'm 27 :)

I cried like a broken sprinkler when I picked up our 8 week old Luna for the first time at the Missoula airport.  She licked my tears and wiggled and snuggled and almost popped out of of her skin from moving so much!  She wasn't so sure about riding in the truck but she was so tired that soon she was asleep on my lap for the whole drive back to Whitefish.  We stopped a few times to let her pee but she was much happier to stay sleeping in my lap.  

The first night I had to sleep on the floor next to her crate with my fingers through the wires so she could smell/lick me to make sure I was there.  She fell asleep with her tiny head against my fingers.  Shockingly I cried again.  

She's 6 months old this week.  Not a baby puppy anymore, now she's big and sheds and takes up most of the bed by herself.  I'm not sad, even though I do still cry whenever she does something sweet.  Not going to apologize for loving my dog excessively. 

My majestic Luna

My majestic Luna