What can I say?
At least I know it.
That's better than being crazy and not knowing it, right?
She's eight weeks old and was rescued with her siblings from a shelter that had other not so nice plans for her. She's like a collie/huskie/maybe some St. Bernard mix. In other words, nobody knows but she's cute in this kind of ugly way that I find completely endearing. And she's a sweetheart.
And we don't have a name for her yet although most of us (not shockingly) are leaning towards Lucy.
Well, except for Owen. He wants to name her Peanut Butter or Chicken which is highly ironic considering his relationship with food.........
And we really hope it works out but we do have a three week trial period in case she's not a good match with our kids and Kaia.
So far she loves sleeping in her little laundry basket we set up for her so we'll see how the night goes.
Wish Crazy Lady some luck. :)