Welcome Home, Maverick

As you probably guessed from our last post, Maverick is our new addition to the family!

Look how adorable I am! And also bad. Just to be clear, I am very, very bad.

After we lost Guinness, we knew it wouldn’t be long before we wanted to be a two-dog household again. Kaylee was so lonely that it broke my heart, and, for my ┬áhusband, a house just isn’t a home without a German Shepherd. So we started putting feelers out and doing our research. And man, it was NOT easy to find the right fit.

I’m very serious. Serious about chewing on your legs.

Our first instinct was to rescue, so we met a few rescue dogs and enquired about others, and we just couldn’t find what we needed for our family. When we adopted Guinness he came pre-loaded with some “issues” – things we were able to work on with him with relative ease and minimal risk because it was just the three of us. But now, we have Kaylee – who is always our first priority – and we have lots of friends with small kids and other dogs, so we knew we needed to be particular about what kind of dog came home. There are some tremendous dogs in rescue and I absolutely suggest you go that route if you can (after all, I’ve been volunteering with Litters ‘n Critters Animal Rescue for five years, and rescue dogs need love too!) but we wanted a working line GSD and that was going to be a very, very long wait if we could find one at all.

Aaaaah… peace… for like 30 seconds at a time..

So, we started researching… and researching… and researching… and finally reached out to a few breeders to make enquiries. It started to feel like a bad Goldilocks parody; this dog is too high drive, this dog is too far away, this dog isn’t available until next year…. and so on. But finally we found a breeder we were comfortable with, who had our next family member… well, had the potential!

Potential for crazy puppy!

Once we put down our deposit we waited for the breeding… and then patiently for puppies… only to discover that there was one all-black male in the litter and we were second-choice.

Sigh.

And then fate intervened, and the first-choice family decided to wait for another litter, so we scooped him up!

Maverick made his way down from Wild Winds German Shepherds in Arthur, Ontario on July 30, at just over eight weeks old. Life has been a whirlwind ever since!

I’m so tired.

Considering buying stock in both these companies.

 

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