The deal was: When we buy a house, we get a dog.
In three weeks we were moving 1000km away and into OUR brand new house. It was time to make good on the deal we made as newly weds. Time to get a dog. I wanted a red standard poodle, not black, not white, not champagne, not silver and definitely not parti, but RED. Slight problem, I could not find a breeder with red poodles anywhere in Alberta. And of course there was this perfect red, well maybe apricot coloured, standard poodle puppy, who had had even rolled on to her back for my kids, -"a sure sign of a non-aggressive dog". This perfect puppy's breeder was located just an hour away. But this perfect puppy needed to be adopted pronto. Before we moved to Alberta. No, they would not hold her for us 'till moving day. Ugh. What to do? What to do?
Well there wouldn't be much of a blog if we hadn't adopted her. Clover is my beloved apricot* standard poodle. Today, she is two years old.
Clover age 10 weeks, strawberry picking with my husband.
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