I imagine you all know what happened from the title. It was NOT my turn to cheer. I was not able to bring my new baby home. Here's how it went.
I was a nervous wreck all morning. I had written down dozens of notes because up to this point I had not one piece of paper saying what it will cost and what I'm actually getting after several phone call negotiations.
I tried to stay busy concentrating on where Jonathan was going to ride ... in the trailer or in the truck. He kept me occupied for a few minutes by attacking and chewing on his stick. Rather hard to see, but he's holding it with his right foot claws while biting it's head off with his beak.