Twice the Hair, but Twice the Love

If someone had told me 10 years ago I would have two Labrador Retrievers living in my house, I would have laughed — and laughed and laughed. I would have thought this person was crazy.

Come Saturday, I will have two Labs living in my house. Shall we say, a lesson in “never say never.”

This past April, my hubby and I purchased a chocolate Lab puppy. She is a great dog — well behaved, obedient and incredibly loveable. Clint has really enjoyed training her, teaching her basic commands. He doesn’t mind throwing Frisbees and balls dozens of times so she can do what comes naturally and retrieve. A few weeks ago, he started talking about a second dog — a sister for our sweet Mocha.

So, I e-mailed the same breeder and found she had a litter of yellow Labs that would be ready for homes in mid-November. Clint and I talked and debated — could we really handle another 75-pound (or more) dog in the house?

After seeing photos of the puppies, it was hard to say no and we’ve decided to adopt one. We drive to North Carolina on Saturday to pick up another daughter.

I know she and Mocha will become fast friends and playmates. I also know our house will be a zoo.

With two dogs, we will have:
* Twice the dog hair to sweep and vacuum.
* Twice the Lab-sized “land mines” to pick up out of the backyard.
* Twice the food to buy.
* Twice the toys to trip over.
* Twice the dog beds crowded into our bedroom.
* Twice the creatures to step over as I attempt to blow dry my hair each morning, cook dinner or load the dishwasher.

It also means, we will have:
* Twice the tails wagging furiously when we come in the door.
* Twice the doggie kisses.
* Twice the adoration.
* Twice the loyalty.
* Twice the smiles when go for a walk.
* Twice the love.

I guess our house will just be twice as full of all the friendship and unconditional love only Man’s Best Friend can give.