You may recall that back in June, my mom's dog died. My mom decided to volunteer at the shelter, and ended up bringing home a dog who she named Mia. Mia, it turned out, was pregnant. Long story short, my mom ended up with not just one dog, but five. The puppies turned eight weeks old on Sunday, and Monday I went to Quincy to visit for the day. They were just so cute. Mom said we could take one for a week and then decide if we wanted to keep her. And, really, who could resist?
I sent Chris a picture and it turned out we both liked this one the best. She is really just so cute We are adjusting to having her here and she is adjusting to not having her sisters to play with. Poor thing, she's so small that she gets cold easily and it is snowing outside! But she is doing good and starting to get used to it here. And because I know someone will ask - no progress on a name yet ...
Looking Back: June
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