Christmas always sneaks up on me, and this year is no exception, but I kind of got the best Christmas present from the universe EVER this year.
Her name is Earl. I've tried changing it to other things, but Earl insists that's her name. She's a Heinz 57...mostly lab/german shepherd/chow/pointer/little bit of everything. She's a total snuggle-bunny and has been sleeping with me since she's been here, as well as Spooky. It's really hard to be depressed when you're sandwiched between two of the world's sweetest animals. I am up at 7 every morning to walk her, and so far my mood has been vasty improved with her around. She's leash-trained, crate-trained, house-broken...everything. The only thing I'm finding challenging is teaching her the commands 'stay' and 'down.'
And here is her picture...