Not mine.  She is my Momma’s new mut.  We went out on Sunday afternoon to see her.  The little peanut doesn’t quite have a name yet.  When we left it was either Panda or Nelly, leaning towards Nelly because it fits so well with naughty.  That is what she is- totally naughty and sassy.  She was already telling Olive how things were going to be and claiming Mimi’s bed as her own.  Olive wasn’t quite sure how to handle her. She wanted to play with her so bad but when she got even the slightest bit rough the puppy would cry and run to find Momma.  Poor Mimi is too old for this puppy stuff.  She was always the subordinate dog before the other two (Winnie and Gilbert) died and she has been by herself for about two years.  Now this little bruiser is running the show and Mimi is too tired to argue.

She really is adorable and funny like all puppies, but she is going to be a handful!