First Post

Just starting this blog to keep friends and family updated on life in Virginia. Most of the posts will probably be about our third "child", Briar. Briar came into our lives a little over two years ago and life as we knew it has never been the same since. Dog hair, slobber, frisbees and nyla-bones are found throughout our little house and cars. We sleep ALOT less and exercise ALOT more.
While we were thoroughly warned that German Short Haired Pointers were "a lot of work", "high energy dogs", and "never slowed down", we thought, or rather I thought, I wanted a "challenge". Well a "challenge is an understatement. Chris and I are somehow no longer living in our world, but we exist in Briar's world. A world where there was supposed to be rules such as no dogs on the couch, counter surfing would be a major no-no, and running away would be out of the question. Nope I swear that wasnt me last week chasing a 50 lb speed machine down the street, screaming "Briar do you want a treat? Mommy will give you a cookie if you stop. BBBBBRRRRRIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR, please come back!?!?!?!?"
While there are many crazy times with Briar, 90 % of the time these moments are laughable to look back on. Like the time two summers ago when Briar was just a little puppy at the beginning of the summer and the very "hot" (as Chris puts it) college co-ed living nextdoor thought Briar was just "oh so sweet" and "cute" with those floppy ears and puppy eyes. Well while she was interning for three months Briar grew up into a 50 lb maniac with now "crazy eyes". Our neighbor pulls into her parking space and hops out of her little sports car in a cutesy sun dress. It just so happens that I chose this day to take on training Briar OFF of a leash. Big Mistake! It all happened so fast. The neighbor yells out "BRIAR" in such excitement that Briar takes this as his cue to immeadiatly remember he is not restrained and takes off towards her. I will never quite forget the look on her face when she realized A) he got really big over the summer and B) he was loose and headed straight for her. What happened next will probably go down in history as one the highlights of Chris's life. The dog bounds over, jumps up at just the right moment catching the girls dress with his front paws and proceeds to pull the dress up to her neck, giving Chris, Briar, and I a full view of her little lacey bra and panty set. Nice right. I was horrified and was until the day she finally moved away. Chris still privately high fives Briar for that one Im sure.
I'm certain that at any moment our homeowners association will be asking us to sell the house in order to get the menace of the neighborhood out of here.
Our lives are much crazier now, but we wouldnt change a thing! Check back often, Im sure Briar wont hesitate to give me new material.