Things have gotten busy around the homestead. We got a new puppy, completely unexpectedly. We went to a local, small town festival to enjoy the vibe, with some of our friends playing tunes along the creek, and there was a family pulling a wagon. Parents with about 4 kids, and the oldest girl, likely about 10 or so, was holding a puppy. Well... I was like "PUPPY!!!" and I walked right up to give him a little scratch and some love and the girl says "do you want one?" Husband and I looked at each other... and then at the puppy. Next thing you know, we are stopping for puppy food and goat's milk for a too-young-to-come-home puppy of undetermined breed. Although they showed us pictures of mom: a red hound, and [possibly] dad: a chihuahua. A Houhuahua, or so we think. Maybe. Maybe not. It has been a few weeks now and the pup is 10 weeks old and about 10 pounds or so. A crazy, adorable, biting, puddlemaking puppy. So things got busy in an instant. But I have never had the opportunity to be home full time to train a puppy, and I am having a really special time watching the whole pack make room for baby and to watch so [...]