
We got the puppy just before Christmas. My 12-year daughter, who had been asking for a puppy for years, finally got her wish. A few months earlier, she had found a breeder in the neighbourhood and we put our name on the list for one of the puppies in the next litter.
We first saw the puppies when they were three weeks old. The mother is a Jack Russell and the father is a Jack Russell-Shih Tzu mix.

Moreover, she seems absolutely defiant at times when I insist that she pee on the mat. Kaloo will wander over to a spot in the living room and do her business while looking straight at me. So far, she hits the mat only about 50% of the time.
Raising a puppy is far more work than I expected. Fortunately, my daughter is keeping her end of the bargain and giving me lots of help. It has certainly been a learning experience for both of us. In the meantime, if my blogging is even lighter than usual, you'll know why.