How to stress a puppy

We did indeed pick up Jackson today; at the moment he's asleep at my feet under the table. No wonder! First, the breeder picked up Jackson from her son's this morning (he actually owns Calli, the dam, but is out of town until tonight) and took him back to her house, away from his mom and littermates for the first time. Then she gave Jackson his first puppy shot (he was supposed to get it several days ago). We showed up and took him away from the last shred of the familiar. When we got him home after a long truck ride (during which his preferred place was on the back of the back seat, the closest he could get to what he was leaving -- sniff!), we brought Jackson inside (another new experience, and warmer than he is used to). Brian wanted to hold him, then set the puppy on the couch beside him and let him fall off, not realizing how fragile puppies are. Jackson limped rather dramatically for a bit, favoring his right front leg -- making me want to throttle the boy-child! Brian is going to be bringing out that impulse in me a lot in the near future, I'm afraid, as he hasn't a clue about young puppies and doesn't want to listen to those who DO have a clue. It's going to be an intense month, what with puppy-training and child-training on top of out-of-town company and holiday happenings. But Jackson is already starting to play a bit with his new toys and Brian, and I know this special dog is going to be worth it, all the way around.

And so, without further ado and commentary, here are more of the photos you have been clamoring for -- the first of many, I'm sure! :-)
That's it for now from . . .