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a whole-family update

so much has happened these past few days, not least of all:
my name is bella.


bella is a not quite 3-year-old lab we just adopted. her former family kept her outside in a nice big fenced yard, and she had a nice shed to stay in for nighttime, but the family recently had a baby and they haven't had enough time to play with her lately, so they elected to find her a new family.

enter the heids. she's a doll of a dog, and we can't wait until she gets a little more settled into her new home. our biggest obstacle right now? she's not fixed yet. we'll be fixing her very soon, but right now, she's in heat. thus:

have you ever seen such fashionable
panties on a lab?





i grant you it's a temporary solution, but the heat is a temporary situation, so we'll make do! she's otherwise very sweet, albeit unused to living in a house and so needs some training. she's smart and sweet tho, so i think we'll do just fine.

in sleep news, john had been doing great, but last night was terrible. woke up at midnight and wasn't fully settled until 1 a.m. woke again at 5 a.m. and ate, then woke again at 7:00 a.m. and didn't settle until about 7:45 a.m. so mom is pretty exhausted ... oh did i mention i had a party last night for my mom's birthday, with about 25 guests? yes, the same day we adopted the dog. it was wild. but very fun. and mom had a great time, and is now en route back to maryland.

between sleep training and house training and the party, i've been chasing a puppy and listening to sobbing tears and entertaining and playing darts and somewhere in there trying to do laundry and yes visit with my husband who i feel like i've barely seen in a week ...

but i wouldn't trade a bit of it. welcome to the crazy family, miss bella.
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