CP always grew up around dogs, in fact when I lived in his family's house in the UK they had 5!! They lived in a country area and most of them had been working dogs, but absolute beloved pets as well. When he moved over to Australia to be with me there seemed to be something missing from his happiness puzzle. He started dropping hints about getting a puppy, but would always talk himself out of it. As a joke, he would send me pics of puppies all the time with messages like, "Hi Mummy!" One weekend, I had to fly from our remote area to the city for work. I asked him if he wanted me to bring back anything. He replied, "A dog." He was still joking of course, besides I only had a couple of hours spare in my weekend. On the Sunday, in my couple of hours spare, I went out for breakfast with a couple of friends. I told them how CP had jokingly been asking for a dog, and how he had kept sending me pictures. My friends were like, well let's just go for a look. We went to a few pet shops... Nope... Nope... None of them had what he wanted. We decided to give one last pet shop a go... And there was the perfect little puppy. I just had to have her!! The issue was, my flight back was happening really soon. The pet shop took sooo long. They were lecturing me on how to look after her properly, what to do if this happens, what to do if that happens... I was just like HURRY UP!!! We booked her onto the flight I was on, jumped in the car and raced to the airport. Oh no. Too late. I only just made it in time but the puppy had to stay behind. I asked my friend to look after her for the afternoon while I got someone from my family to pick her up. To my absolute shock, horror and disgust, my friend refused. Yep, that's right, the friend who convinced me to get the puppy refused to look after her for the afternoon. I shoved the puppy crate in her hand and said TAKE HER! And ran onto the plane. (By the way it was the last flight of the day and work had paid for it, not sure how it would have gone down if I said I missed the flight because I decided to buy a puppy). When I got off the plane on the other end I had all these abusive messages from my 'friend'. So my other friend's mother, who I had never met before, offered to take her for a couple of hours while my sister drove to pick her up. All the way I had to pretend to be happy and stress free as CP came and picked me up. The next day my sister dropped the puppy onto a flight. I told CP I had to go to a meeting for work but instead drove to the airport to get her... When I returned CP was sooooo shocked. He was like, "Oh my god! What have you done?!" He used to joke around and say I was crazy and just surprised him. But he loved her. Absolutely loved her. In fact I joke I got demoted to second place because of her. He used to take her to work with him. Take her to the beach. Walk twice a day with her. Trained her everyday. He was besotted. She was the missing puzzle piece. From that day on he was happy. Well and truly happy. She turns 1 next week, on the 19th. Her name is Willow. And she was the last one to hug her daddy that day. Here she is giving her dad's beard a nibble.