Lala got a dog.
I know. I can hear you from here. But I have a border collie and four cats. She has a chihuahua. Doesn't seem quite fair, does it? She'd been looking for a great dane, so I tell you what, when she saw this little charmer, I was all over it. NOT A GREAT DANE.
Miss Idaho, the tropical chihuahua-bird, looks over Lala's shoulder at the new addition:
We think she's a pit bull/beagle mix, and she's the sweetest, most gentle little thing. I think she might have a little boxer in her, too, but it's hard to tell. She doesn't seem to mind the cats or show much interest in them at all (even though Digit has boxed her ears twice now — she just looked confused and sad), and she wants to be on a lap and cuddle all the time.
She is SO cute we can't stand it.
Waylon and the Nameless One, getting acquainted.
No name yet! Lala takes these things seriously! I'm one of those people who thinks hard and fast, and comes up with names in under ten minutes. Maybe fifteen. Lala takes days. It's driving me CRAZY, I tell you.
But I'll admit she's good at naming, so it'll be worth waiting for. Good dog.
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