This is our seven, almost eight month old Cavalier. (See two posts below for further commentary.) She's settling in - as evidenced by the destruction, over the course of two hours, of a gamecube controller, an army man, part of the Millenium Falcon, a sock, and countless pieces of paper, as well as one yogurt lid that escaped my notice on the floor. She loves to play fetch now, but not on the linoleum in the kitchen (can't blame her.) Her first vet visit with us is this coming Monday. She'll probably enjoy the attention this time out - not so much on the visit after that, wherein she'll be spayed. (Sorry, Zoe - your puppies would be absolutely adorable, but I'm not sure I'm ready to deal with the mind-numbing amount of work involved in raising them.) The first shot is of her with her ball, and I think she was posing - the second is just there so that you can see some of her markings.
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