Kingston... Not Jamaica !!!!

This is Kingston...

My grandpuppy.

Taylor begged me for a puppy.

I do mean begged. She promised to do all kinds of chores if I would allow her to have one.

I was a tad bit hesitant. But I gave in.

I planned my surprise.

Our neighbor's dog had puppies the night of Hurricane Ike.

I asked for one. She was delighted to give Taylor a new friend.

( I do believe it was an unplanned pregnancy..lol)

So the day of the adoption while she was at school I made my way next door with my puppy carrier in hand.

This was a huge litter. I thought ," Which one ? They are so many ."

Kingston answered for me. He walked right up to me and sat in front of me. Once I looked into those beautiful eyes, I knew that he was for my baby.

I brought him home, gave him a bath and waited for Taylor.

Sheer joy and screams were all I heard when she came through the door.

"This is your dog. You are responsible for him."

"Yes Mam!!!"

She has never failed.

Last night was no exception.

(Due to his serious shedding , Kingston Ike Thomas, now lives outside.

Taylor cried when we made this transition.

Kingston loved it.)

It is freezing here. Taylor made sure that her "son" was inside and warm.

He is still housebroken and remembered all of his manners that she taught him.

He has grown to be a true member of our family. He does not like strangers who might even go near his mamma. But he is the most loving dog you will ever meet. These two have a very special bond.

It amazes me the way she loves and cares for him.

When she is away visiting her dad she ALWAYS calls to check on him.

I love her for that.

And I have to admit, I love my grandpuppy Kingston.

I cannot imagine our lives without him.