After BlogHer, I vowed that I would put up at least three posts per week. And then this happened:
Her name is Lola. Her name will actually be Lola Something-or-other... right now, it's Lola Blue Airplanie, but I'm thinking that might change. She is four months old and is a purebred Havanese, born of two showdogs; she will be our pet alone, though, not a pageant pooch. Havanese are the only breed native to Cuba, which is why she has a Cuban name -- a name that she also shares with her Mom.
She is little and furry and cute and sweet and actually not much trouble, which I find a bit surprising. She is already crate-trained to sleep through the night (her prior human mom's doing), but we are working on the potty-on-the-grass thing since she was piddle-pad trained (ewww). So far, though, so good! Havanese are thought to be very smart (like poodles), so perhaps her training will actually be this simple. I'm just hoping she continues to please The Guv by not chewing on his leather furniture.
Petunia is over the moon about finally having her own dog, and Dash has professed his love for her several times. He usually shies away from dogs, but yesterday, when he got hurt, he told us that a kiss from Lola would make him better. I think she's going to fit into our family just fine.