Casi Llega Nuestro Perrito, Albert

Andamos aquí como que vamos a parir ... un bebé de cuatro patas y cubierto de "pelo."

No les he contado que decidimos comprarle un perrito a nuestro hijo. Dentro de una semana llega el mentado, Albert, un canino medio Caniche y medio Labradora. Mijo esta lleno de anticipación y cuenta los días en el calendario... y su papi y yo? Rezamos que el perro hypoalergénico sea un nuevo miembro en la familia.

Labradoodle puppies at 5 weeks
Haciendo fila!
Waiting in line.

Como no tiene hermanos, mijo necessita un amigo, un compañero. Tiene mucho pediendo un perro, "sabiendo" que esta alérjico a ellos. No le importa -- los ama. Tanto que tiene su cama inundada de perros de peluche, de todos colores y tamaños. Hasta tiene uno de pila que respira que mi mama le regaló antes de irse a California.

HOW TO RAISE THE PERFECT DOG by Cesar Millan
Necessito comenzar leer este libro
I need to start reading this book.

Nuestra situación esta un poco complicada. No se sí les he contando, pero mijo tiene varias alergias a la comida (huevos, leche, nueces, soya, rez ... )  y medioambientales (polen, moho ...) y tambien tiene asma. Hasta tuvimos que encontrarle comida al perro que no le hará daño a mijo en caso que el perro lo lambiera. ¡Que nervios! A pesar de todo, tenemos fe. Una voz me dice que todo va salir bien.

Ay les contare nuestras aventuras. No sabemos lo que nos espera. : )

(Me disculpo de no haber blogueado mucho las ultimas semanas, pero he estado un poco estresada con la escuela. Espero regresar pronto a un horario mas normal. Los extraño.)

Puppy Supplies

We're running around here as if we're getting ready to give birth ... to a four-legged baby covered with fur (well, actually, hair).

I haven't shared with you that we decided to buy our son a dog. Within a week, the dog known as "Albert," a Poodle-Labrador Retriever mix, arrives home. Our son is filled with anticipation and is counting the days on the calendar ... his dad and I? We're praying the hypoallergenic dog will be an addition to our family.

Since our son doesn't have any siblings, he needs a friend, a companion. He been asking for a dog for a while, "knowing" that he's allergic to them. He doesn't care -- he loves them. So much so, that his bed is inundated with stuffed dogs, all colors and sizes. He even has one that breathes and is  battery-operated that my mother gave him before leaving for California.

Our situation is a little complicated. I don't know if I've shared with you, but our son has several food (eggs, milk, nuts, soy, beef ... ) and environmental (pollen, mold ... ) allergies, in addition to asthma. We had to go as far as to find food for the dog that wouldn't harm our son in the event the dog licked him. Talk about nerves! In spite of all this, we have faith. A little voice is telling me everything with turn out fine.

Adventures to follow. : )

(I apologize for my irregular blogging the last few weeks, but I've been a little stressed-out with school. Finding peace in reading. I hope to return to a more regular schedule, soon. Miss you.)