So I got home from work yesterday and I was greeted by the pitter patter of yet more little feet, only this time is was four instead of two. That's right my Mum and sister had been out to buy a dog and she is an adorable little thing, we've called her Poppy and tomorrow she will be aten week old collie/labrador crossbreed:
She is already great with Darcie and as soon as she has had the neessary injections she'll be out and about so she can get used to other dogs. Now all that is needed is for me to lecture her in the ways of righteousness, that and how to poop in other people's shoes and not mine.