yep. rain. again.
bleck.
so, we had a planned 8:00AM game that was pushed back to 9:00, then 10:00 then 12:00. then they told us to head to the field that was the most dry - for 2:00PM. they played 5 innings, in the steady drizzly-not-quite-pouring rain. (thankfully, the wonderful host team manager sent us to that "dry-er" field with a tent that covered us all so we, the dedicated (arguably foolish) fans stayed dry)
and, they lost. 4-2. :O( drag. they were the first seed in the tourney, got the by this morning into the semi finals, and then, they lost. SUCH a drag.
but, the good news is that they are already talking about next year and where we'll stay, and all the details. they've also found yet another tourney in NY this August at Cooperstown, so that would be very, very cool to attend.
in other news, while we were waiting (ever-so-patiently) in the rain, i met a really incredible woman. here name was Judith, and she breeds Newfoundland dogs. i have always wanted one of these fellas. gentle giants. my parents "rescued" one from being put down when i was a kid, and i remember him like it was yesterday. he was an absolute wonderful , amazing soul. i think, and i bet my parents would agree, that wonderful fella, Terra Nova, sparked my adoration for large dogs.
Judith and i spoke for quite some time, and spent several hours (remember i was waiting for the rain to stop ...) with she and our kids loving the pups she had with her (16 weeks old, and three of them!) and i picked one out, a male. sean met the litte (ha!) fella too, and hung out talking to Judith, asking questions, understanding the temperment, and instantly loved him. it wasn't hard - he was peaceful, and quiet, and gentle, and just the sweetest little thing. he wasn't nippy, or jumping, or in your face as so many puppies are when you first meet them (and that's completely normal, i know!) he was interested, and curious, and loving us right back... ooo, he was so very easy to adore. Judith was an incredible breeder. honestly, one of the most responsible breeders i had ever encountered. she was kind, and genlte, and truly believes these gentle giants are gifts. she was so kind to us, and told me she'd be honored to have one of her babes in our home. she is a child psychologist, and specializes in sexual abuse cases, and discussed with me the work that her adult Newfies are doing with kids, and elders in her area. she didn't push us, or oversell us, she was modest, and cautious, and warmed up to me only after she began to get to know me. in the end, i trusted her. and she trusted us. i really liked that she did.
so now begins the journey of deciding if a new puppy of 28 pounds already (that will grow to be approximately 150 pounds) if an adventure we're ready for as a family. the kids are already making making lists of possible names, and asking us over and over if 'we're definitely getting him'.
oh, the journey - the decision.
the considerations. murphy and cleo haven't been asked yet, either. that's a consideration.
we're on our way home now, and it's been a few hours of traffic, on and off rain, and discussion.
we'll be stopping for some dinner soon, and some more discussion i am sure.
i'll give some updates .... 'laters for now.
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A NEWF! Those were my original "Gotta have one!" pooches, but a friend talked me out of one because her lab/newf mix has so much oil in his fur that she (the dog) had ruined their carpet and any walls against which she would lay.
However, they are WAY cool, and, well, I might get one anyway. Heck, I would go RIGHT NOW (well, in the morning) and buy that little GP pup if I still had a way to find her, but dh lost the number.
I *love* big dogs, and newfs are a grand breed. Have fun deciding. :D
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