If you follow me on twitter or instagram you probably already know a little about the new puppy. I thought maybe the blog should have a formal introduction.
Her full name is something I can never remember, but we call her Nelli. I call her Nelli Potato or Nelli Torpedo depending upon what she's doing at the time. She's black and a royal pain in the butt. She has been here for at least two weeks, and yet she still chases the cats anytime they dare to make an appearance. Although to be honest I believe that Johnshellie baits her and secretly likes the attention.
Nelli lived her first few months outside. But don't worry she's adjusting to cozy house living and bed sleeping just fine. She jumps up whether she's been invited or not, and she doesn't seem to care if she jumps on top of you. Clearly, you'll schooch over for her, right?
She spent Thanksgiving with us, and I guess she was hungry too because she ate almost two whole pies and the bones of the turkey. This was really our fault though because the boys left, and I was sleeping in (I love the sleeping in!). When I got up it was to garbage all over the living room floor, the turkey pan chewed into teeny tiny bits, all the bones gone, and both pies eaten. There was also a dog with whipped cream on her face, ears, and all over her neck.
We don't trust her so much now.
And you know, even with all that when she wags her happy puppy tail and grins up at you with that labrador smile she still has already found a place in my heart.
Here's a picture. Also, do you know how hard it is to take good pictures of black dogs? They never do them justice.