She’s a 9 week old cockapoo snuggly bunny. And she doesn’t have a name. So, ideas? Please let me know!
I would write more, about things like the dog culture here in Toronto, or about picking her out last night, or about how we’re going to go pick some toys for her as soon as she and the Mister are back from their walk. But I was too excited to sleep last night, so M and I just woke up from a nap and I’m bleary.