Puppy time

Early this week I went to see a litter of puppies with the idea of "just looking" at them. There were 8 puppies 6 weeks old, confined in a 5 foot diameter circle on the kitchen floor. There were black and tans, black and whites, tan and whites, tan and black with a blaze of white on her forhead and tail tip along with the toes. My bride and daughter were trying to see which one they liked. I had first picked a black puppy with some small spots of tan on him. At the last minute I chose a german shepard marked puppy, brown, black and white. A cute puppy. After paying a reasonable price for the puppy, we headed toward home. Many names crossed my mind and nothing seemed to say what I wanted this dog to say. Finally, after a 45 minute trip home, I remembered a story that had a Hawaiian word in it. "Family" My daughter knew the word and the puppy is now call OHANA. She is to be my service dog and though she is just 6 weeks she is already providing me with the aid I need to survive.