(December 22, 2008) Ever since Dad had lost his beloved Golden Retriever, Shadow, last year, we (mainly Karen) have asked him if and when he was getting another dog, he would always reply, "Maybe later" or "After (insert event)". Karen decided that Dad was ready or another dog this Christmas, and wanted to get it as a gift. Dad had mentioned he wanted a yellow lab this time, so Karen began researching information well ahead of time. Dad preferred that his next dog be AKC registered, as was Shadow. Well Karen found out that they aren't cheap, and solicited the help of Mom and myself. (Don't worry Karen, I WILL get you your $30 ;o>) After much research, Karen, with Kyle's help, found a puppy they felt was right and bought it. She kept it at her house for a couple of days, waiting until Dad was finished giving his now famous Christmas parties and could relax and take time to care for his new gift. We decided the Monday before Christmas would be best and planned on how we would surprise him. I brought Christian over so he could build a gingerbread house with his Pap Pap. Mom came up with the initial plan, which was for Karen to sneak the puppy into the patio at Dad's house while I and the kids would have him distracted elsewhere in the house. Well I kinda messed that up. I was looking out in the patio trying to find a reason to take him out there. Well, Dad noticed me and asked what I was looking at, and decided to take me out there to show the electric fireplace he had recently purchased. So I had to call Karen with a quick plan B, and she decided just to bring the puppy into the house normally and put him under the Christmas tree. Well just before Karen could put the puppy underneath the tree, Dad had finished showing me the fireplace and headed back into the house. Karen and Kyle tried to make a wall to hide the puppy. Dad thought it was someone he hadn't seen in long while hidden behind them. He then saw the puppy and immediately fell to the floor to play with it.
Dad was so happy with it he had a tear in his eye. Karen told him that she had nick-named him Buddy and Dad thought that would be a good name for him. Dad would play with Buddy for a while and eventually take him for a walk, all the while mentally planning the time he will spend on Lake Jackson with him, along with traveling to and from the lake with him.
Dad would wear Buddy out and Buddy would take a much needed nap.
According to Mom, the timing with Dad's gift was perfect. After having finished giving all his Christmas parties, no longer having to worry about decorating, and having done pretty much everything he could do at the house on Lake Jackson, Dad commented to Mom the night before that he had no idea what he was going to do. Well, I think that problem has been solved for the next 10-15 years. :o)
to view all the pictures of Dad, Buddy, and all the accomplices!
Dad would wear Buddy out and Buddy would take a much needed nap.
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