I went this morning to check things out, to make sure we would be getting a dog that was raised in a humane enviroment. We looked into the beagle rescue program ( www.brewbeagels.org ) and were going to go with that, but couldn't find a dog to fit our needs. Checked our local humane society, and they tried to sell me a dog that stands as high as my waist. I got the impression from them that they don't get a lot of puppies, and we didn't want to bring a full grown dog into our house the the girls being so young. Better safe than sorry on that part. So I stopped at a local dog boarding/training/grooming facility, and talked to them, and the recommended this breeder. By yesterday, we had lost hope of getting one in time for Christmas, and were going to hope for sometime in the spring. So I get in the car to go to the mall, and my cell rings. The guy the groomers recommended has a litter ready to go home December 21st. Stopped today to check him out, make sure everything was on the up and up.
The name, Gingerbread, comes from the stuffed dog the girls have. The stuffed dog is on a leash, with a collar, and my youngest takes it all over the house, and they refer to it as Gingerbread. And we all need to refer to it as Gingerbread. So now we'll have two Gingerbreads, hopefully there won't be too much confusion.