Maggie!

Look at our new baby!













She's a 10 week old Black Lab puppy that we bought earlier this afternoon. Is she not the sweetest?? She's got a great temperament and absolutely adores the boys.

And our Rottweiler, Sam. Maggie lurrrrves Sam. Sam on the other hand? Well, she's 10 years old. She wants to like Maggie, but on her own terms.

I think their first exchange went something like this:

(sniffing butts)

Sam: Look, scrappy, I'm going to lay down some rules. Don't touch my food.

Maggie: Ok!

Sam: Oh and those toys they bought you? Yea, those are all mine now. I'm the older dog, I get all the toys.

Maggie: But, but, they're mine! That new squeaky ball? It looks like so much fu--

Sam: Forget it kid. I said their mine, and I've got bigger teeth. I'll eat you if I have to.

Maggie: Ok, but, can I play with it just a little? Like when you're sleeping?

Sam: Sure.

Maggie: Really??

Sam: NO! Gee you fell for that one didn't you? Ohhh you and I are going to have so much fun together.

Maggie: Uh oh, I think I'm in for it. (thinking in her head: I sure hope I get bigger than you.)