izzo the puppy: beginnings
Yesterday, my puppy was born in West Virginia. I was so excited I could hardly stand it, and when I woke up this morning, my breeder had emailed me pictures of the four boys of the litter. By noon, I had made my decision. I paid my deposit and realized I had just committed to my best friend for the next potential fifteen years of my life.
At nearly exactly twenty-four hours old, these are my first pictures of my puppy. Now that I’m done with the fun part (choosing), I have to face the hard part (waiting).
