After losing Hannah in December, we knew we wanted another German Shepherd Dog. I found a breeder in New Hampshire whose lines I wanted to purchase a puppy from. After a bit of time and the flight Gods with me, I have him home. On Wednesday I flew out of Atlanta at 10:25 am, then to Philly, then on to Manchester, NH. I had about 40 minutes to get off of the plane, go down stairs, collect the puppy, check him in, go through security and then back on the plane. As luck would have it, all planes were on time and I flew back to Philly and then home to Atlanta and arrived a little before 5:00 pm, with an hour and a half drive home. I flew him under the seat in the cabin with me and he was really quite good, I do have to say.
The puppy's name is Weston and he has adopted me as HIS human. He follows me everywhere and is just as precious and loving as he can be. He was definitely worth my wait.
He won't fit under the furniture much longer!
