New, Scary Family Members....yeah, right!

We have a new dog.

The old one is not so happy and the cat has definitely packed a sad, but the new puppy is happy and oblivious.  Ian has always been very adamant that there is only one dog, but on the 17th May this year, whilst seeing Mum through her final days, our house was burgled.  Our large and sooky guard dog was doing this....

Yikes, now that I listen to that it sounds like something out of Blair Witch Project, so just understand it is REALLY  loud dog snoring!!!   Obviously she was not sleeping in front of a fire in the carport, but the sound was the same, only amplified by the sound shell that is our carport.

So, a long story short, I came home early from the hospital and parked my car in the garage.  The dog was asleep and snoring in the carport.  I woke her up and as I unlocked the door, heard a massive crash from inside.  "Hmmmmm........?" I ponder.  Then promptly forget as the 'she is home' joy overwhelms me from the formerly asleep Black Lab!  "I love you.... I love you... do you have food?.... I love you... food?... bone..... throw ball?... come on over here and have a big lick..... food?"

So I had scared the rotten burgler creeps off.   As a sideline they got the guy and he has pleaded Not Guilty and claims he was in the house, 'servicing the air conditioning unit' THAT WE DON'T EVEN HAVE!!!  Yeah, good luck with that, dumb arse!

I was cute when I was only 17kgs.....

So... back to the puppy.  She is an American Bulldog, Mastiff, Staffordshire X.  She is a mongrel, but a scary looking one.  She is 6 months and she is taller than the lab and probably as heavy.  Last time I took her to the vet, she was 23kgs!!

The downside is that I have taken her to school (because she was too young to leave all day by herself) and she is so socialised that she may well think she should be in uniform!!  She is soft and gentle and just loooovvees the kids and the only time I hear her bark is when she is trying to play!!!

"It's silk and it feels sooooo nice against my skin....."

Her name is Sasquatch because her feet are the size of dinner plates!  Sassy for short and she could not have come along at a better time.  Not because I think she will scare future 'air conditioning servicemen' off, but because she has given me something else to smile about.

Go Sassy!  (...who has broken several pot plants, dug in my garden, pulled washing off the line, chewed the lining out of my boot, stolen my gumboots, made a hole in the hedge, put paws up on my white pants, chewed up a rare orchid,  chased the chooks, pooped in the garage, tried to hop in the spa pool, wrecked the outside wicker chair, eaten a blouse.... and made sad eyes so you have to forgive her!!!)

 Lucky she is so good at making up........

Thanks everyone at school.  We convince ourselves it is good for the kids, but actually, it is probably better for the adults and heaps more interesting than the previous lambs :)