We don't have to fight the crowds in hopes of grabbing marked-down items. We don't have to wait in the cold for doors to open.
We do have to drive a ways through some pretty country to pick up our special new family member, but that's okay.
He's waiting for us, and we're excited to see him.
This morning we have already held a birthday celebration of sorts for Foster, as this is his special day. He loves his new toy.
When people see him, they often ask how old our puppy is-----well, from today on, we can tell folks that he's 4.
For a brief time, Foster may even be a little bigger than Liam, but that won't last long.
Still, it's probably a good thing that Liam is a little guy because Foster will be able to identify with him, and maybe they become fast friends.
By the time Liam catches up and surpasses Foster in size---if all goes well----they'll develop a very special relationship.
And, Kiwi----I'm sure she'll happily show Liam the ropes and provide him expert guidance on precisely when to race the fence line should Lily or Lefty misbehave.
Big changes coming to the Lovestead today.
In fact, I hardly slept last night thinking about Liam and Foster and Kiwi and how the Border Collie Nation, plus one, will once again be three.
I also thought about No. 1 and No. 2, hoping Liam learns quickly the proper places to do his business.
Little Liam will never replace our beloved Kea, but I'm sure he'll have no problem bringing back some of the joy.
Happy Friday. And, Happy Birthday, Foster.
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