family

I have a new puppy. She's insane. She's wicked. She fits right in. Her name is Baxter, a homage to "Anchorman". No one calls her that, but so it is. I like Baxter, but raising a puppy is taxing. She whines....a lot. She wakes me up way too early on my days off. She's a baby in canine form. My dog, Donut, loves her. It's his new toy. He tosses her around the carpet for entertainment and she merrily joins in. She growls when you pick her up. Bad chihuahua attitude already. Working on that one. Apart from the growling, she is a peach. She's good on the leash, sweet in your lap, and tiny as a bug. She'll get used to this family life and we'll get used to her. She's growing on us, this little tornado of terror.