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We've placed more than 140 puppies since 2017. These are a few of the notes, texts, and emails that have come back. We asked permission before sharing each one.
We lost Tucker in March. He was fourteen and he'd been with us through two moves, three kids, and a cancer scare. I wasn't ready for another dog. My husband wasn't either. But our youngest wouldn't stop asking.
I emailed Bleu Pen expecting a sales pitch. Instead I got a phone call and forty minutes of someone asking about Tucker. About what we loved, what was hard, what our house is like now. They told us to wait a litter. Nobody tells you to wait.
Lainey came home in July. She's not Tucker. She's not supposed to be. But the house is loud again in the right way.
Murphy slept through the night on day two. Day two. Our last puppy took three months. Whatever they're doing with the crate routine, it works.
I texted at 11pm the first night panicking about a hiccup. Got a reply in four minutes. That's the kind of breeder you want.
Our daughter has sensory stuff and we were nervous. They matched us with the calmest pup in the litter on purpose. Three years in, Olive is her best friend.
We did the Family Ready package because we both work. Bear came home at 12 weeks walking on a loose leash and going to his place when the doorbell rings. Our neighbors think we're wizards.
They sent us a photo every single Sunday for six weeks before pickup. My kids made a countdown chart. Pickup day was better than Christmas.
Our vet asked where we got her. Said she hadn't seen a puppy that comfortable on the exam table in a long time. That's the handling work. It's real.
We flew Cooper home with their nanny from Salt Lake to Charlotte. He arrived calm, fed, and slightly offended he had to leave her lap. Worth every penny.
I've bought from two other breeders. Neither one sent health test results without being asked. Bleu Pen sent them before I even inquired, with the vet's phone number.
Two years in and I still text them puppy photos. They still reply within the hour. That tells you everything.
I'd never had a dog. Not as a kid, not ever. I had a spreadsheet of questions and I apologized for it on the phone. They said keep going.
Week one, Waffles' brother Benny had one accident. One. He slept in his crate without a sound. I thought something was wrong with him. Turns out that's just what happens when somebody does the work before you get there.
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