Busby Bites

I recently went out and purchased the best friend I've ever bought, a tri-colored corgi I call Busby. Five weeks ago today I drove down to central Kentucky to pick him up. In preparation for the visit I did some research on google maps for direction to the breeders to find out that her address wasn't available through google maps. I tried several such sites with the same results. After about an hour and half of searching I found a listing in the Kentucky department of transportation. Unfortunately that site isn't very user friendly. I had only a slightly better geuss of where this place was.

So with only a vague idea of where I was going and some items for the puppy on the trip back I headed down to pick my new friend. It was a beautiful morning and a wonderful drive. I made it down there in good time. I did miss the turn off for the road but it didn't take me long to get back on track.

I didn't speak to the breeder herself, she wasn't feeling well, but her husband was really nice. He was the one to retrieve the puppy for me. Some were promised to others and he didn't want to give me the wrong little doggy. He went in to check with his wife when I noticed my tire going flat. Apparently I'd picked up a nail somewhere along the way. The man I just met tried to fix the tire and we he couldn't helped me change the tire and told me of the closest place to repair the tire. I certainly appreciate all his kindness.
During this meeting I got to meet the puppy's parents. The father jumped up into the trunk while we were changing the tire. He looked healthy and happy. The mother was laying calmly by in a porch chair.
I managed to get back on the road and headed out. Stopped at the tire place and they were able to plug it. The cost wasn't as bad as I was expecting and once they got to my car it didn't take long to fix it.

At this point I was beginning to realize that I might have the cutest puppy on the planet. So many people came over as we sat outside the tire place, to admire him and to ask about his breed.

The rest the trip was good and Busby slept most of the way.

He is getting bigger and growing into my life in ways I couldn't imagine. I'm sure you, gentle reader, will be able to get more of him in the future.