This week begins the three week countdown in bringing Weston bear home. The nerves are starting to set in ... Will I be able to handle a new puppy? Will I be able to raise the best puppy possible in a loving and caring home? I can see why people think of their furbabies as their own small children, the joys, the struggles, the unrelenting fear that man I might screw this up. I guess it's just a reflection on who I am and what I know my type A personality to be like in wanting everything to go perfectly. In my head I know there will be sleepless nights and puppy messes and training set backs, but I am bound and determined that Weston will feel every ounce of my love for him each and everyday. I know with every fiber of my being that Weston is mine and with everyday drawing nearer, to his arrival home, brings me one step closer to knowing the simple joys of a new Corgi puppy. If that doesn't work there's always a warm bubble bath and a cool glass of wine to calm my new puppy nerves.