Beginning a New Chapter of My Life

Five weeks ago, a little Groodle pup moved into my life and home.

Absolute chaos has ensued. Misha has survived numerous falls on her head, and has made it to thirteen weeks of age, with no obvious signs of brain damage. My house and I have survived her razor-sharp teeth, also with minimal damage so far. There has been some whimpering (not all by Misha) and some yelling (all mine). But there has also been a lot of laughter, tail wagging and kisses.

Forgive me if there is not much writing going on here for a while . . .