Hello beauties, So we drove to WV Saturday, stayed at a way country, but cozy, yummy southern/terrible for you food (which we miss, not that we ever had it when we lived in the south, but still... it reminds us of home) state part/lodge. Sunday we went to pick her out, it was and it wasn't a hard decision (to be detailed on our blog shortly). She is precious, oh my goodness. She is an 8wk brown Newf. She is a chunky little girl with a big butt, like her mom, dad and sister ki (our cat Caden). I don't know what it is. We have always joked that our children are going to be heavy in the rear, and so far it is true, starting with our pets... She was a freaking trooper yesterday. We were amazed. She slept just about the entire 12 hour car ride either on my lap or under my feet. She only would get up when we would make her at rests stops and she would pee and eventually pooped (a strangely exciting event). I was beginning to wonder if something was wrong with her she was so perfect. Like if she just didn't care about anything. But not really. Last night after the introduction to our home she got some energy (at 1am). We tried to put her to bed around 130 in her crate which she seems to like relatively. She went right in, plopped down, but once that door was closed she definitely whimpered. Every hour and a half she was crying, until 630 this am when we figured that was enough. She is doing so good. Napping in her crate as we speak. Okay so sorry that was so long. I'm going to post this then follow up with a PIP (I have never successfully done this). And here in the next day or so we will blog with many more pics and much more detail for those who care to share in the bumbly cuddle that is Olive.
