da puppy!

There are now THREE dots in da house, counting the particularly furry one that came home with us about a week and a half ago at a ridiculous 5 weeks old--too young to be separated from her mother, but due to some sad circumstances, she came home to spend a little extra time with her new family.

it's hard to believe it has only been a week and a half--she's already growing [we had to let out her collar], and she has already mastered sit, come, and down [when she feels we're offering her an appropriate amount of food], housebreaking [to a limited degree], and gnawing on her favorite chew toy, fingers! not to say that she discriminates--basically anything that moves slower than Mia, as we call our new addition, is at risk for chewing and possible total destruction. it's a work in progress.

having an extremely adorable and ridiculously needy puppy around the house all day has certainly altered brad & my way of life. instead of having no one require my attention from 4:30 a.m. until 3:30 p.m., i have a furball capable of untold messes asking for every second of my time!

less work is getting done, let me tell you.

one of the hardest things, for me, was crate-training; in my heart i know she's just an animal and she doesn't REALLY need anything, but the crying cuts right to my heart!

on a much lighter note, here are some of our many joyful and hilarious moments with mia in the last 10 days:

Here's one for size comparison; you can see that the day we brought her home, she wasn't much bigger than her food dish! Good news is, she no longer needs to step in her food dish to get all the food out.


Last week we took her swimming in Mom and Dad Dotson's pool--good news is, she swims great! bad news is, she doesn't seem to like swimming that much [at least not yet]. destination is ALWAYS dry land!


This is Mia on the stairs. Usually she's a very smart girl, but with the stairs, we're not sure what's going through her head. She gets UP the stairs just fine, but on the way down, she has to stop and bark at the stairs, try to chew/attack them, and sometimes cry. Then she falls down the stairs. Apparently up is a lot easier than down!



I'll try to update a little more regularly so you can see this little one grow & learn [& drive her "parents" insane!].