Wes has promised Colson that when we move out to the land, he'll get him a big dog. Well we've been living on the land for a few months....Colson likes to remind us of that....so Wes calls "mine" on one of Kelly's (the girl that works for him) 3/4 Austrailian Shephard and 1/4 Border Collie. It took us about 3 days to come up with a name for her. I really wanted to call her Major (I KNOW IT'S NOT A GIRLS NAME but does it really matter these days?) We called her Major for 2 days and the kids were frustrated that she didn't know her name yet. They thought he should be the dog prodigy. So since she didn't know her name, she changed the name to Izzy...which we later found out was the mom's name but again does it really matter these days?
I told the kids I was not taking it out in the morning, I was not getting up in the middle of the night, I was not cleaning up the "messes". And I lied. The good thing is, we put her in the kennal at night and she doesn't cry until she hears us up and about the next morning. And she did that for the most part right from the beginning. She does have accidents though which drives me crazy. She'll be outside all day and then walk inside 10 steps and pee on the floor. But I guess it's better to have the accidents in the barn then in the house when we move in it. I told the kids that I would leave the messes for them to clean up, even if they were at school. I couldn't do that. I was so worried I would step in the nice dark pile of surprise that I end up cleaning it up if they aren't home. But if they are home....they get the honor! So they are much better at taking care of her than I imagined.
She's pretty cute though.
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