Okay, it’s about time I tell you a little more about my new puppy, Copper. If you follow me on instagram, you may be aware that I’m pretty much posting 100% Copper pictures. And I have no shame! He’s a dang cutie. So one of my favorite parts of working at Anthropologie is that owners can bring their dogs into the store. Any kind of dog. I think I’ve mentioned this before. It is seriously heartwarming getting to meet all sorts of pups at work. One particular time, I met a huge goldendoodle. He was so sweet and gentle, and he sat in the fitting room with his owner. So cute! The next time I met a goldendoodle at Anthro, I asked the owners a lot about that type of dog. Then not too long ago, I encountered yet another goldendoodle. She was fluffy and beautiful and so friendly. I basically stalked the couple who owned this dog. A little extra customer service never hurt anyone, right? ;) Oh, I should probably back up a little. As some of you know, my mother and I lost our dog Molly in March. It was a really hard month, but it was also really special to be able to take care of Molly up until she passed away. The thought of getting a new dog was a little weird at first, but my mom really wanted a furry companion again. A dog who would be sweet and cuddly, but would also run around on the beach and hike in the redwoods. We looked up a bunch of goldendoodles online. They were super expensive and also in far off places like Kentucky. The local goldendoodles were not born yet, so we’d have to be on a waiting list. And then it kind of just started to feeling like we were getting some fancy toy. Right? Anyway, on one regular old Wednesday morning I was randomly facebook stalking a friend who I went to college with. It was SO RANDOM! I was like, “Hmm, I wonder if Morgan is still in Australia?” and bam – a post about goldendoodles showed up on the screen! Her aunt was selling them and there was only one little guy left. I sent Morgan an email and immediately called my mom (who was in the forest with hardly any cell reception). It all worked out within the next hour, and we picked Copper up three days later. Copper was eight weeks old when we got him (nine weeks now! Such a baby), and the family we got him from made a baby book. Ohmygoodness. How cute is this?!?! I don’t live at home, but I have been visiting almost every day. Right now, I am at my mom’s house and Copper is all curled up, sleeping in the kitchen. He’s a dream. He is also crazy. But as I say in Tom Haverford’s voice multiple times a day, “He’s just a little puuupppppyy.”