Close behind her was her son, our Goldie to be. He was a long legged, slightly skinny, happy boy. He had a stick for tail still, yet to grow into his beautiful banner. His ears were considerably darker than his body, very soft, warm and silky.
Large puppy paws were offered in greeting, following his Mums lead. He had the most beautiful face with dark, kind, gentle eyes.
I was practically in love already! We went inside and he and Mum were fussy, friendly dogs. He was six months old, going to be a pet or perhaps for breeding but he had a missing tooth so could not be bred from. So he was to be reluctantly sold.
I was practically in love already! We went inside and he and Mum were fussy, friendly dogs. He was six months old, going to be a pet or perhaps for breeding but he had a missing tooth so could not be bred from. So he was to be reluctantly sold.
We asked lots of questions and spent a long time playing with him and took him for a walk and by the time he had finished playing and fussing and was curled up in a ball beside his Mum, my husband and I were utterly and totally lost in his Golden charisma...
Goldie with golden charisma... I love that description!
ReplyDeleteI can totally understand love at first site, I saw my late Aspen the moment she was born, and yes, loved her right away. This is a lovely blog! Looking forward to further adventures.
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