Pepsi - 21 months later

In February 2004 Union Jack and I got married. In April 2004 we bought our lovely house. And in June 2004 we got an adorable little pint sized puppy called Pepsi.

(She's the one on the right...)

Pepsi was the Princess of the house. As doting dog owners, you might say we 'over-nurtured' this little fluff ball. But with a cuteness rating that was off the scale, we were powerless to do anything else.

Pepsi lost some of her status upon the birth of Hatchling No.1. Yes, a lot of things changed when Hatchling No.1 arrived...

But not as much as when Hatchling No.2 arrived. He didn't like sleep much. And he liked feeding a LOT! And he didn't like to sleep much. And he liked feeding a LOT....
Did I mention he didn't like to sleep much?
And he liked feeding a LOT??

After 10 weeks of precious little sleep I was indeed a donkey on the edge. I wanted to get rid of Union Jack because he snored - but I couldn't. I wanted to get rid of Hatchling No.1 because he was a 2 year old - but I couldn't. I wanted to get rid of myself because quite frankly I was over it - but I couldn't. And I wanted to get rid of Pepsi because she woke crying babies, woke me, created much fuss, was noisy - she thought she was a Princess.

At that time Pepsi was asking for more than I could give.

Out of nowhere appeared the cutest couple I think I've ever met. They were despereate for a dog, had tried to rescue a couple from the pound but missed out - and as if by magic they appeared. This gorgeous pair took one look at Pepsi when they came to meet her and exclaimed "She's perfect!".

I rushed to correct their perception - there should be no false advertising when it comes to dogs. But lo and behold they wanted our beautiful Pepsi-girl.

I spent the week crying, sobbing, weeping, sniffing, breast-feeding - then crying, sobbing etc. all over again. But the very next week our Pepsi moved out.

I missed her, and I didnt miss her. Pepsi's new owners simply adored her and still do. After 18 months Union Jack, the Hatchlings and I went to visit our Pepsi-girl:

She'd just had a hair cut and man did she look stupid. And cute!!

Hatchling No.1 could remember her as if she only left last week "Where's her tags?" he quizzed, "Why does she have a different tag on her collar?"

Pepsi remembered too. I think she remembered how her Princess status was calously stripped when she became 'just a dog' at our place. When it came time to leave she huddled very close to her new owner - a tad nervous that we might ask her to hop in the car with us and come home.

She's still nutty - she's noisy and demanding and lovely and sweet and cute and annoying. Pepsi is definitely still a Princess. But she's not our girl any more, and our visit cemented this fact for me - just in case I was having any doubts...

Pepsi girl is exactly where she should be.

Jen x