Darby at 4.5 months. Words can't describe how much I dig her. She's just fantastic.
I have sort of morphed into a dog person, seemingly overnight. I walk her three times a day (poor gal is walking close to six miles a day) - the pea and I walk Greenlake at night, after which she is postively spent and goes to bed before me.
Pictures don't do her justice - she is adorable and loving to everyone. That said? This is a shitload of work. We seem to have potty training down, for the most part (no accidents in the past two weeks, and I've only had her a month). She is friendly to other dogs, people, kids, etc. I completely lucked out.
And clearly, I have puppy love. Every night, I resist plopping her next to me in bed.