Welcome home, Irma.

Wednesday night, through some special circumstances, we got invited by a co-worker to go and take a look at a puppy that needed a good home. She was the biggest in what the owner had planned to be the last litter that she had. Nature intervened and another litter came, so we got the chance to bring home a puppy that I would not otherwise be in a position to.







She is a St. Bernard (Alpine Mastiff), 22 weeks old. Her Dad is about 175 pounds. Her mother is just a bit smaller. We named her Irma, since her ancestors are Swiss. She is incredibly sweet, loves people and especially Elli. She looks good with the new top on the Jeep:
There is not much going on this weekend, we got some pizza and went for a walk...


Now we are just going to lie around until Monday