Last Thursday we took the plunge. We are now the proud (and slightly exhausted) owners of an eight week old puppy. We selected a little female who has a sweet disposition and three small brown freckles on the left side of her face.  Her soft coat is like velvet and when she is sleepy she loves to snuggle into your neck.  

She has been named Libby.  Not only is it a pretty name and a flower which is in abundance around here, but it is also the name of one of the longest residents of this old house.  We have heard stories about the woman named Libby who lived here long before indoor plumbing. 

Without further adieu let me present Libby.

Libby at Ataboy Kennels waiting to be adopted into her forever home

Libby at a road side rest stop taken during her long drive home

Oh… she is a handful and she likes to start her day early.  Libby likes trips into the garden to leap through the grass and chew sticks, but she is also very content to play indoors with any of her numerous new toys.  She can run hard in the solarium and is quite quick, always under foot.  She gets nippy when she needs something e.g. a trip outside, a nap or dinner.  I think she will be easy to train.  It is already Libby’s fourth day with us and she hasn’t had one “accident” yet.  This could be because she has been the centre of everyone’s attention and we have taken action if she starts getting nipping or sniffing the ground in circles.  

Sadly Molly is not too happy with the new addition.  Rightly so.  Libby won’t leave Molly alone.  She jumps to play with Molly’s drooping tail and tries to chew Molly’s long legs and paws.  We have separated the two.  The puppy is allowed in the family room and the solarium.  Molly gets the kitchen and living room.  She probably feels banished and forgotten as everyone is focused on the puppy.

I think eventually they will be great friends.  We just have to get past this stage of everything in her mouth with those sharp little teeth.  ouch!