|Sunny and moi|
She turned eight weeks old on Saturday, she has big, expressive eyes and a cute bark--and is feisty.
We didn't know how her boxer "brother" Bruno would take to her--but she handled him with ease. She was on the couch and she thought he got too close, (he merely laid his head on the edge of the couch cushion), and she growled at him! Bruno jumped back. One dawg down.
Then, we wondered how Duke would receive her, since he's the only "baby" in our house. He was fine, too. He wagged his tail at her, and they did touch noses a few times, but they seemed to think "this is the way it is," and went on with the day.
Below are some photos of the day:
|Brother Bruno wanting to get close while|
Sunny is snoozing on the couch
|Sunny and her "purse"|
|Hubby Clark and Sunny|
|Grandpa Clark, the grands, and Sunny, the|
star of the day!
|Grands, Dad Philip, Clark, and SUNNY|
Never fear--I'll be posting plenty of photos of Sunny from now on. A Facebook friend said she "stole the show."
Dachshunds . . . you gotta love 'em!