When a toddler is impatient for her puppy.

Well, this happens -->

OK, lets be honest. Buying a puppy from a horse farm, when your toddler is beyond infatuated with horses and being a cowgirl? Ha...fun times.

At first she was all "aww, puppies so cute." And "puppies eating me skirt! Hahaha! Silly puppies." And then? She looked up.
Bam. Lost all focus. 'Cause, duh, horses?! Heck yeah. Not the regular pony-riding-horses she's used to. Big, beautiful, horses. And of course the woman's 5 grandchildren had her all hyped up, running around, through, and climbing the barn and fences. Animal children. Seriously. At one point we lost track of her momentarily and found her with the other kids (obviously), behind the barn. Matt found her and before picking her up, without even realizing, grabbed the fence and realized it was an electric fence. He only got a little shock, like one you get when rubbing your feet on carpet. But he immedietly picked Leah up and explained she had to stay with us. She came back and played with the puppies a little more, but I could tell she wasn't all that interested. Something was itching at her.

All she was talking about were the darn horses. "Mommy, I ride horsey?" "Mommy I cow girl." And when we left? Melt down extreme. "I want horsey! I ride horsey! Pony ride! Mommy!! I ride horsey!!!" For like, 30 minutes.

So we just figured she didn't fully understand that we just got a puppy. And i know she didn't. But once we left and all day yesterday we were kinda getting her excited about it. Telling her his name, making his bed, buying him food, toys, treats, food bowls, leash, collar etc etc.... I guess she started realizing and understanding. Well, once we got home from buying food, she just burst out in tears. Screaming "Jax! I walk jax. Go get jax." It broke out hearts, but also melted them a little too. She loves her little puppy that she sees in pictures.

The woman asked us if we wanted to take him when we looked at him, and she would just lower the price and we can get his first shots with him. So, remembering this, we decided we all want him here with us so badly. He is completely weaned from his mother, since she refuses to feed them now. (She has twelve after all. And they're a pretty good size now, to be fighting for tha boob.) We gave her a call. Instead of picking him up in two weeks, we're picking him up in one week. So he'll be seven weeks old.
So, not much longer until he's here with us.
My dear daughter needed some cuddles and comfort food to calm her down.