It's a Girl!! What????

My husband is the rescuer of animals. Every pet we have now has been rescued or from a litter of a rescued pet. Well, our recent "rescue" came early in December with a phone call from my husband. It went something like this:
Hubby: "Hey hon, don't you think the kiddos need a dog?"
Me: "Ummm, no"
Hubby: "Well, I was helping this little old lady at the grocery store [hold your applause people] and she has 2 male puppies that she really needs to get rid of."
Me (8 months pregnant, 6 kiddos still at home, 1 married daughter with 2 grandbabies, 2 cats, homeschooling, running a business and children's church): "And?"
Hubby: "They really need a home, it would help her out and they are adorable white huskies"
Me: "Honey, if you want dogs at your shop to be guard dogs and pets that's fine. I don't have time for one more thing."
Hubby: That's a good idea.

1st day: puppies at shop
2nd day: puppies at shop
3rd day leading to weekend: Hubby: "I'm going to bring them home just for the kiddos to see how cute they are."

Me: "uh-huh" knowing the inevitable has already begun to happen. The puppies will be adorable, the kiddos will fall in love with them and I'm stuck.

And it happened just as I knew. These two little snow ball, fluffy fat puppy dogs come in, kiddos squeal "can we keep them, can we keep them" yada, yada, yada. And I have to once again give my little spiel that really amounts to a hill of beans but I feel better giving.

Me: "Fine, I'm not watering, feeding, taking out, cleaning up after, training, yada, yada, yada."

Kids: Hooping, hollering and screams of delight.
Me: Big Sigh
Dad: Fat grin!

Well, my married daughter sees the puppies and also falls in love and asks if she could have one for the grand babies. Being the generous soul that I am, I gladly give up the puppy of her choosing and the kiddos agree since he's still in the family.

The pups potty train easy. They have to be gotten on to for snapping while they are playing but are improving. My daughter's pup is named Moe and ours Buddy.

We had Buddy in the cage a few days before Christmas at home while we went to my daughter's. Came home to a huge gash in his head and neck. Spent $100 on pup stuff at the pet store (I know, I know....the "free" dog) to doctor him up. Looked a bit better for a few days but came home Monday evening from being out to his neck opened up like he had been filleted. The E.R. vet wouldn't see him because we didn't have cash that night so we bandaged him up 'til morning and took him to the vet near our home.

I head to work with the kiddos. Hubby heads to the vet first thing that morning.
Phone rings.

Hubby: "Michelle, did you know Buddy was a girl - why'd y'all name HIM her Buddy?"
Me: "Remember, you said she had 2 boy pups to give us when you first called? I guess nobody turned over the rolly polly fluffy pups to check out inventory?"
Background at vet's office: Large roars of laughter!

So, long story short, puppy comes home after surgery from a rubber band that we guess our 3 year old had put on his fluffy little head. It had dug in so deep we never saw it and eventually filleted his throat. Poor baby. SHE is doing great, happy, incredible appetite and the vet's office all voted on the name Abby which we like. So our boy puppy came home healthy and a girl!!

P.S. Other pup is a boy :).