We went to Winkler to check out what was left for puppies at Grosmama's farm. We arrived and there were only two left. Seems a bunch of them hobo-ed off in the night and two came back today.
We were introduced to Duke, the lead male of the litter and the one Grosmama is fond of, and the fuzzy little female, who stayed her distance for a while taking us in, we tried out the name we had picked for our puppy "Dodge" but it didn't seem right. We continued to call her Dodge while we were there but knew we would need to find a more suitable name.
She was a great traveller with a quiet little howl and squirm now and then before settling to sleep on my lap.
We were listening to my i-pod on the way home and some Lenny Kravitz came on a few times and Mike suggested Lenny. She seemed to approve, and Ephraim's version "Lemon" also works...
Once we got home she made herself at home in her makeshift doggy pen on the deck like she belongs. She seems the perfect pooch for us! Can't wait to get her a leash and take her around to show off!