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Well Sweetie picked her up on Monday morning, since she figured that it might make for a smoother transition if she were to come home when the boys were at school and things were a little bit quieter. She's a cautious dog, and took her time looking around the doublewide. Sweetie said the only time she got a bit frightened is when she peeked into our bedroom and saw her own reflection in the mirror.

We named her Ku'ya which may or may not mean dog in native Australian aboriginal, as an homage to her Aussie Cattle Dog roots, of which we now think she has very little of. Mostly now we think she's part Lab part Bull Terrier with what appears to be either some Cattle Dog thrown in, or something similar. She's very sweet and thankfully housebroken, and while we've already had a fight break out between her and Teddy (in which Teddy had his plastic nose chewed off) both of them insisted they were just roughhousing and got a little carried away. (At least Ku'ya was carrying Teddy away when Sweetie got out of the shower this morning)

Last night she slept at the foot of the Older Boys bed which made him both happy and over excited. She's had a pretty steep learning curve already, as I don't think she's had very much experience with living indoors or cars, but she seems up to the challenge. She constantly has a look as if she's wondering if this is really happening. Like at any minute she's going to wake up and find herself back at the pound.


Here's a copy of the picture we drew a week before we got her, with her halo and a ball in her mouth.


Next to the picture it reads.

  • Like to play Fetch (not like Boca)
  • Likes to sleep in some
  • Is gentle with Ike
  • Likes to play with other dogs
  • Has good cheeks
  • Is calm most of the time
  • Is the Older Boys buddy
  • Does not shed all that much
  • Not too jumpy
  • Tolerate cats

I guess time will tell how close to the mark we were on this, but so far it really feels like we're right on the money.

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