Tomorrow. Oh, my God. It is just now starting to hit me.
After four years of waiting. Finally. PUPPY.
Now I'm going in to major freak out mode. ZOMG, do I really want a puppy? ZOMG, what if a Chessie isn't the right breed for me? ZOMG, am I ready to house break, and crate train, and socialize, and train, and deal with chewing and nipping and general puppy naughtiness? ZOMG, what if he turns out to be an awful dog and everything I DON'T want? What if he is a descructive, anxious, spazz dog?
(The breeder I'm going with has TONS of references in regards to her pups' temperaments and health. So I'm sure he'll be great. But I'm still freaking out!)
I'll meet him tomorrow and all will be well. Until then, ZOMG!!!