She's already house-trained. She sits automatically in the elevator. Is fearless around people and other dogs.
She moves through life radiating positive energy.
She's reduced my brain to mush.
I'm basking in the cuteness glow.
Perhaps I'll be able to put sentences together tomorrow. Maybe get some work done. Perhaps tackle a project. At the moment all I can do is stare at this joyful creature, smile, and be grateful that we found her and she found us.