So my parents are currently in what I like to call the “Great Expectations” phase in preparing for the puppy.  They now spend their days talking about their hopes and dreams for their new addition.  But I have no doubt that sometime within hours of taking their future rocket scientist home, he will inevitably poop on the carpet and then try to eat it.  Ah dreams…  I can’t blame them though for having great expectations for him.  After all I set the bar pretty high by being flawless when I came home.  By the way, in case you are getting as impatient as my parents are with all this waiting, the puppy will make his big debut this weekend!