Cart Before the Horse

They are spending a week together up north. I got a phone call from them yesterday. She said, 'Hi, we sort of put the cart before the horse."

Immediately I had visions of her being pregnant. It's amazing how quickly things fly through your head. I started trying to figure out how this could have happened - he hasn't been home all that long, etc, etc.

Then she went on to say that they had just left the store - they had to get things for the baby.
So I said, "What?!?" (I mean, really, of all the responses I could have come up with I picked a single word.)

She started giggling at that point and said, "We bought a puppy for Christmas!"

Oh my God! I think baby news would have been better at that point. They picked out a Great Dane. Seven weeks old and already larger than most normal dogs.

He got on the phone at that point and told me about how it all went down. Stopping to look at cats in the beginning and falling in love with a puppy.

"What are you going to do with a puppy? She can't keep it in the apartment and you can't keep it in the barracks."

"I called "Doc" back at Fort Lewis and he said he'd help out until we get a place of our own."
Actually, I have the distinct impression that "grandpa and grandma" will be taking care of a puppy for the next few months.

I told him that they had to get married now, they had the "kid" to think about. He laughed while I broke out in a sweat....