Two weeks ago, we finally got to pick up our little Boxer puppy, Winnie! She is adorable and feisty and ridiculously cuddly, and I adore her.
She is also a ton of work! Tom was out of town last week so it was just me and Winnie. And if I looked away for two seconds, BAM! She's eating a cord or a leaf or a stick. I am constantly shoving my hand in her mouth to pull out various items. At least she's getting used to it?
We are definitely getting used to her. That first week was tough because we knew a puppy would be a lifestyle change, but it almost felt like we'd adopted a toddler. After a couple weeks, though, we are all in a routine.
Currently she's sleeping with Tom in our bed, spoiled little girl :) Of course we were all "She can't sleep in the bed with us!" and that didn't last too long. She sleeps in her crate at night, but in the morning we let her nap with us. She's little now, but even when she's a 60-pound adult Boxer, I'm sure we will still be letting her up on the bed.
She also loves to wrestle with the cat, sleep in strange positions, do a special yodeling cry when I leave her in her crate and sit on our laps whenever possible.
We love our little Winnie!