Dave's blogging and the is his first Week In Review

Welcome to the first official Blog edition of “Dave’s Week in Review”. Many of you are already acquainted with my Boy through the last year and a half’s “Daily Dave Updates” on our Free Dog Facebook page, and you probably feel as if you know him well. Here in our weekly posts we’ll dig a little deeper into what makes Dave tick as we follow the trials and tribulations of our young Prince as he travels through his life with us. Our first few segments will be a bit historical in nature, as we look back over his time already spent on the planet, and how he has gotten to where he is today.

So, from the beginning… David is a Black & White English Springer Spaniel, literally my last Boy Wonder Wesley’s Great-Nephew, and although their similarities are few, it’s given me a great deal of comfort knowing the same blood runs through his veins. There will be comparisons between them, it’s impossible not to, but have no doubt, David is definitely his own dog.

He was one of the Great Eight born July 3rd, 2014 in Amherst, NH to Snowspring Gold Abbey Road (Abbey) and Snowspring Band on the Run (Buddy). Obviously they’re both Beatles fans, as am I, so I knew I had to keep that theme going. I usually like to recognize my last dog when naming my new puppy, and I’ve always hoped to find the right one to name after my Grandfather. I like to have a name picked out before bringing my new puppy home, but let’s not jump the gun here. Choosing the right puppy comes first and is way more important than what you name them, although I do believe any dog’s future can be influenced by what they’re called.

Choosing a puppy is a tough job. Let’s face it, they’re all cute, and you’ve gotta do your homework. We knew as soon as we met Abbey, Buddy and Grandma Morag that we’d come to the right place. I knew I wanted a boy, and since there were only two in the litter, that helped narrow it down. Not having first pick also helped, although having to wait was really hard. Most times it seems your dog picks you. Initially, I was drawn to the darker puppy, I think because he had the Springer look I was used to. Jen, however, was immediately smitten with the big white one with all the black spots, and was convinced that he had already chosen her. Since they had no names, we began calling him the Cow, because, well, look at him! He looked like a baby cow, and he really started growing on me, too.

When we knew for sure the little cow would be coming home with us, it was time to make a final decision on his name. It wasn’t an easy incorporation of all the necessary elements, but here he is: Snowspring Uncle Wesley’s Day Tripper David C Stein, with his littermates, with me and his brother at 2 weeks (when we still didn’t know which one was ours), at 5 weeks and the day we brought him home at 8 weeks.