coming home to a new home

can you imagine….. you are very young and your mama means it all to you….. your world is little and you eat a little, play a little and sleep alot.  lately you have been practicing how to pee like your mama does.

all of a sudden that guy that comes over to our house to see us, picks me up and crams me in a box that smells like cats that i don’t even know.  and then he takes me out of my house and puts me in some kind of noisy vibrating contraption and,….and….you start to cry a little.  it does not stop even when i cry harder.  finally that guy stops the car and parks and takes me out of the stinky box and talks to me.  there is another people with that guy.  i am shaking so bad and whimpering, but i’m looking around a little bit to see where in world i am.  i still can’t see very far ya know….  i decided to tell that guy how i was feeling by howling very loudly.  and then me and that guy made friends.

i haven’t gotten a chance to measure her yet.  i think she might be 6 – 8 inches from nose tip to her butt. 
look at those ears…..

  in this picture she is chewing on a little squeaky beaver.  i am baby proofing the house as quick as possible.  she wants to chew everything.  i am spending my time redirecting her attention to suitable things to chew on and teaching her no, blanca.
and come, blanca.  she is hilarious.  she loves us and we are loving her right back.  i love to watch her run.  sometimes she forgets how her feet work and does some gymnastics.

she likes the cats but they are not thrilled.  meep is scared of her.  meep wants to smell her and look her over, but blanca wants to play and meep will start backing up so fast she falls all over her own feet and she runs away.  needless to say, i am racking up points to sit time out in god’s office for laughing at her.
tigger just lets her come right up to him and then he hisses at her as if to say, "i will kick your ass if you touch me little girlie."  yeah, he’s a grouch on his good days.  and frannie is not impressed at all.  she is not a dog-person cat in the first place.

potty training.  i don’t even want to talk about it.  except to say this puppy has a tiny, brand new brain with not much in it.  she will catch on quick i hope.  thank goodness we have no carpet to worry over.