I think I might be crazy

Growing up I always had at least one dog and it was one part of my child that I truly cherish. Six months ago my glorious Magnus died and left me wanting. He was amazing. A big bullmastiff with the most gentle way about him. His only downfall was his purebred genetics. He was never very healthy.

After he died there was no thought of a replacement because the Thuglet was going to be born within a couple of months. Well, Thuglet joined us in the outside world and is doing fabulous. I have settled into my mommy routine and now have time to think of other things...like puppies!!!

I want Thuglet to have what I had. A dog that can be his to climb on and cuddle with. A dog to be his to run around with, who loves him unconditionally.

First I had to talk the Husby into the idea. It took some compromising but I received the go-ahead. Then I began my search...two weeks later I ended up my little Pickachu. She is 1/2 french mastiff and 1/2 american bulldog...a Hooch/Petey mix! She is adorable. 

But....she is so much work. I forgot what having a puppy was like. I don't regret getting her but damn, what did I get myself into? Thuglet and her don't really know how to interact yet but I know they will be best of friends. 

That being said, I think I might be crazy for venturing into this situation. A four month old and a 6 week old puppy...two little babies to care for. The only saving grace is that summer is only 9 school days away and I wont have work to contend with. Also, Pikachu will develop quickly and become the pup she is meant to be!