Today I went to pick up my little Hannibal. I was supposed to be there at 11, but was so excited I made Geoff get up early and we were on the road by 5:40. It was a four and a half hour drive that felt like days. Of course I started a photo montage.
About the last 30 minutes, I started to get nervous...I mean, what if he doesn't like me, what if he doesn't like his name that I came up with, what if I get there and the breeders don't like me and they won't let me adopt him. OMG! I had so many thoughts going through my head I thought I was going to throw up. Then, Geoff passes the drive way and I am thinking that I am about to jump out of the car and run to get my baby. My heart is racing and of course their drive way has to be like 5 miles long (I am so exaggerating, but it really seemed like it was forever long and I just wanted Geoff to rally style it down the drive way to get there faster). So, we pull up to this gorgeous house and I just can't get out of the car fast enough. I look at the door because I see it opening and David, the breeder, emerges carrying the most handsome dog I have ever seen. He puts him down, I call him, and he runs to me. I instantly feel attached to him and am instantly his Mama. So, from working with a crazy breeder in the past I am afraid of David and what is going to come out of his mouth.I mean, you have to realize what I went through with Louie's breeder. I have never heard someone say Bitch so much in my entire life...the bitch is in heat, the bitch is a good bitch...and on and on. She was also a very bossy person telling me exactly how I was going to raise him, made me sit through an 8 hour session of her talking about the breed (meanwhile, my baby is outside in a stinky kennel in the pouring rain). I don't really think there are enough words to describe how weird this woman is. She is also a recluse. She stays there with her horrid looking lesbian lover in the smoke filled house. EWWWYYY!!!! Okay, I am about to get sick thinking about her...I am moving on.
So, here I am afraid to meet this man and he starts talking and OMG!!!!! HE IS NORMAL!!! I am so relieved. He takes Geoff and I meet some of the older dogs, including Hannibal's Dad. All I have to say is that all of you know me and know that I am never intimidated by a dog. I never meet a dog that I don't feel like I can just go up to. However, even I was taken aback by these magical beasts. First I almost pee'd my pants whenever David opened the door to their very nice indoor kennels and this dog with a leather studded collar runs out jumping all over the place as if he is about to tear me a new one...it was their Chihuahua...Ha! I kill me. The first kennel is Bogart, he is the one on the right. I mean, in person his eyes aren't red, but you definitely know that in no shape or form do you ever want to cross this dog or his family.
After I get over the initial shock of this jaw dropping dog, I realized how well trained these dogs were and how much you can tell David and Stacey love them. They are in nice kennels where they are warm, dry, and have room to move. We walked around the room to visit each dog, some more intimidating than others. David told us about the different dogs and their back ground.
Now was the moment I had been waiting on since FOREVER. We went inside and I got to sit down on the floor and get to know my new baby.
I couldn't get over how perfect he was. He came to me, he puppy kissed me, he loved on me, and when I looked at him, I knew it was a perfect match. I am glad Geoff was there because he asked all of the questions I wanted to, but forgot to because I was too busy bonding with Hannibal. I told them about how I got the name Hannibal and they seemed to think it was a good strong name. I was able to learn about how they teach the dogs personal protection with out using the horrible methods I witnessed on YouTube. They actually use a confidence building technique. I would love to be able to send Hannibal back there for training...since I am such a chicken...but don't think I would be able to be without him for 3-4 months.Knowing that we had another four and a half hour drive home, we ended up leaving after about an hour and a half of meeting with David and Stacey. Hannibal did great riding on the way home, he ended up sleeping most of the time. We were about 60 miles from Chattanooga when all of a sudden the BRB (Big Red Bitch as I lovingly refer to my car) stalls out and Geoff has to pull over to the side of the road. Something was wrong with the battery cable or some crap. Who knows, thankfully Geoff was able to mess with it and get it started and we were Chattanooga bound again. We FINALLY arrived home around 5 and everyone and their brother was calling because I sent a mass text out introducing Hannibal to every one. So, everyone wants to see him. I was pretty exhausted so I didn't have that much company over and promised every one I would bring him around Sunday. Here are some of the pics I took Saturday night. He is getting a little more photogenic.
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