She objects…

…to being told when to nap.

And no, I’m not letting that thing, whatever it is, out of her little pen. I think it might be a small, nippy demon.

Nosey little thing.

Cutie pie, bringer of chaos. A great many of the plants you see in these images will be gone shortly, for the protection of one who puts *everything* in her mouth.

R. I. P. backyard garden.

The Jo has landed!

Taking in her big back yard.

First day in a new home calls for a nap. This dog — who has become known as momdog — had a “heartbeat.” Josie had 6 siblings — sleeping alone must have been scary.

She found it comforting and it was SO CUTE! This phase would not last long, but it was adorbs while it lasted.

And so we met our next little pack member…

(We would come to understand the truth behind those shoe-button eyes, and those tiny puppy teeth sooner than we ever imagined…but I’m getting ahead of myself…)

These are not my photos, by the way. They were taken by people with the rescue from which we were to adopt this little beastie. More on that later…