Max the Wonder-Mutt is settling into the family pretty well. He still chews on stuff if we're not paying attention...brushes, pens, the toothpaste, and especially beanie babies....He's having fewer accidents in the house...He starts barking at 6am now, instead of the 4:30am wake-up we had for the first few weeks...and the clicker has helped him learn a few commands.
But the hair.
It's everywhere. Even though the dog isn't allowed on the couch, the hair magically appears there.
Saturday, I vaccumed the carpet and the big red comfy couch and the love seat and the B.R.C. couch a 2nd time...then I tried using big strips of packing tape to get the hair off the couch...then a rubber glove...and then I burst into tears on the livingroom floor.
I was thinking about how much I love having friends join us on the comfy couch for football... or watching Heroes...or Beth Moore studies...and just started feeling overwhelmed by all the extra work of a dog, the training, the correcting....and how much easier it was before we got Max.
I'm learning alot about adoption from this stinking dog. I'm confident there will be days when I'm in tears on the livingroom floor about this new little person in our family....feeling overwhelmed by the extra work, the training, the correcting....and how much easier it was before....
But already, we love Max. He's part of the family. It's hard, but we're figuring things out. I don't think I have a naive idea about how hard adoption will be. But I'm confident that God is the one who started this whole thing...and He'll be faithful to complete it!