My Bru-station

I don't know why I started calling him bru-station, it just happened. Probably part of having to assign nicknames to, well, cute things. And Bruno is a very adorable new member of our family. He belongs to my sister and her boyfriend and is 8 weeks old. He's a bassett hound (a hush puppy) and he came home this past Monday night. Ok, so this is how it all happened. Bruno wasn't planned. I met my sister and Jeff at the Sq.One shopping mall (our fav. mall) Friday evening, to aimlessly wander about and accompany my sister on her shopping trip and ofcourse wrangle a moccaccino from her. :) Jeff then starts talking to me about this adorable bassett hound that they've seen at the pet store and they want me to go see him. I refused at first, because I have a hard time at a pet store. If I see a puppy looking sad behind the glass cages I walk out depressed. Anyway, after much time was spent in trying to convince me I went into the pet store to see this bassett hound and yes, he was very very cute. Jeff wanted to get him while my sister was hesitant because it's definitely a big step and she had always wanted a Husky. But who could say no to this little fellow?

Anyway, what happened was I went into the pet store alone, while Varsh & Jeff went into another shop. A few minutes later they met me outside the pet store and I started crying on my sister's shoulder. I had seen a 4 month old Goldie Poo who looked so miserable, I can't even begin to describe it. And when she looked right at me with the most woeful expression on her face I lost it. I wanted to take her home, but it wasn't feasible. Anyway, after calming me down we began to speak about the bassett hound. They went back in the store to have another look while I sat and drank my moccaccino and tried to be discreet esp. after having cried in the middle of a busy mall! (lol). Anyway, they came back and were in a quandry over the puppy. Finally, we decided to go and see if they'd let us hold the puppy. And Jeff whispered to me, "if she holds him, she'll get him". We were shown into a side room and Bruno was brought out to us. It was love at first sight for all of us. He ran around the room as much as his pudgy little paws would allow him. We were delighted! He tried to sink his teeth into our shopping bag and pull it around the room and we laughed. The pet store employee said they could hold him for us for an hour. So we left and decided to talk it out while shopping. But we shopped little and talked a lot. Finally a decision was reached. The pup was to be Varsha and Jeff's. :) We went back to the pet store, sorted out the payment details, played with the puppy some more (while I tried to ignore the goldie poo) and then we headed home. The puppy was going to be taken to Varsha's place on Monday because the place had to be first puppy-proofed and secondly, V&J weren't around during the weekend. We celebrated that night. V&J came over to my apartment and all of us (hubby, V,J,me & Jackie) had dinner together and just chilled for a while. We made plans to meet up at the pet store Monday evening.

Monday evening came and Varsha and Jeff waited for us to get to the pet store. We couldn't wait to pick up Bruno. The name Bruno was chosen after some debate. All sorts of names were suggested, but Bruno stuck. Bruno was brought home and he was scared at first, but after a while he became busy trying to balance himself out and run around familiarizing himself with his new surrounding. He's absolutely adorable and he's adored by Jeff & Varsha. Bruno's ears (long as they are) keep getting in his way when he tries to run and it's too funny. We've (Varsha and I) never handled a puppy so small, so it's an entirely new level of fascination and protection.
Here are the proud 'parents':

Yeahhh, Jackie gets a playmate! Although for now she is being referred to as Jackie's dinner by my husband. (lol). Jackie and Bruno haven't met as yet. That will hopefully happen next weekend.

Welcome to our mad, mad world Bruno! :)