Paisley, the new black

The season since losing Valiant has been a long and difficult one and her loss left a void that simply remained, painfully unchanged month after month. With the perpetual instability of our situation, we waited to start looking for a puppy. However, unbeknownst to us, my parents decided that our life needed a Scottie in it and that they were going to get us a Scottish munchkin, as soon as she was born. 

I vigilantly watched her progress (via email and photos) from birth until the 8 long weeks until I (FINALLY) got my paws on her, and she did not disappoint! She is tweet (sweet with a "t" for that tiny bit of tart, just like Valiant) and she has a streak of wicked (though she does try hard to be good... sometimes her soft white teefies get the best of her and she "accidentally" bites). She is extremely intelligent and she wants to please, but she also has a mind of her own and is happy to use it. 

She's got us ticking to her tock quite readily and she keeps us hopping (literally, as she bites our toes in the morning). The boys are in love with her and have all learned "puppy etiquette" (how not to torture the puppy 101) and she has little challenge keeping them in line. 

Navigator

Day 1 as a McGary

Just, you know, posing... 

Sporting her Victoria's Secret jacket

When I took her into a coffee shop, the cashier asked her name. When I told him "Paisley", he said, "Oh, I have several shirts just like you!" I asked, "what, solid black?" :-) 

Roaming the wilderness... 

Designated driver. 

Fearless hiker

Her favorite travel position, sandwiched between Mommy and the console. 

Napping buddy. Yes Please.