It's Too Late to Turn Back Now

As of tomorrow, I will be the proud adoptive parent of an adorable part husky puppy. His name will be Caleb. Chance is excited, although he's not really sure why. He's needed a baby brother for so long. I said I would never get another male dog--but never say never is how it goes.

I have needed something to look forward to for so long. And I need something to take care of. Chance is pretty independent. But he's so very lonely, and he has been for much of his life. I've always felt bad about that. He barks at other animals he sees, not because he's being aggressive but because he wants them to come play with him. I'm hoping that this will work out--and I think it will.

I'm excited. There's so much to do. I need to get Chance's puppy cage upstairs. I need to get Caleb a bed and some puppy stuff. I need to get a leash for him. Wow.

Another Dog? Should I?

Help me. I'm thinking of getting a puppy. He's adorable--part Husky with beautiful blue eyes. Chance needs company so bad. I always feel so sorry for him being an only child. But I have a lot of buts. . . .

I don't know if I can handle it. And what if they are up all night playing and I never get any sleep. The puppy is a barker and so is Chance. Am I just asking for trouble? Probably. Could I handle two dogs?

If I got him I would name him Caleb. It is theorized in the old Hebrew that Caleb means dog. I just learned that. So what do I do? Do I get another dog?