Poppy the Puppy

poppyThis is Poppy, my new golden retriever. She is eight weeks old and a bundle of fun. Bought her on Friday from one of the nicest people you could ever meet (Gary the farmer in Derbyshire).

Since then, she has proved her intelligence by learning within 48 hours to use the training pads for all her wee/poop activity, and managing to escape through the gate we thought would keep her in the kitchen.

She has entertained us with hours of fun playing with her new toys, and she’s fallen asleep on my lap and looked as sweet as can be while gently snoring. She has also learnt that cats are not to be chased, and lies down submissively when they come close. So far, despite the hard work at times, she is a complete delight.

I’m looking forward to watching her grow and getting out for walks. I think one of the best things about her is her never-ending cheerfulness, which is infectious.

So: welcome to the Smith family, Poppy! 🙂

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