Wrigley's dog house

It's been a week and a half since I brought home an adorable little ball of fur. Okay, okay, it's more than a ball. She's a little black and white puppy! She's a chow-red shepherd mix and is quickly becoming part of the family. She's almost seven weeks old and is growing quickly.

I had a hard time finding a name for her though. Her face looks like a bear cub, so the obvious choice would be to name her Bear. Problem...our family dog we had when I was little was named Bear. So back to square one. I thought about naming her after some kind of camera equipment, but nothing seemed right. I knew I didn't want to give her a typical human name, so I started searching the web. When I came across the name Wrigley it was like a lightbulb came on. It was the perfect name. First, it's not a name you here too often (much like mine) and second, I am a huge Chicago Cubs fan and the home of the Cubs is Wrigley Field.

One of the things that I love most about her is that she loves to sleep near me. She has her carrier and a pet bed that she knows are hers and occasionally she'll go sleep in one of them on her own. However, she usually sleeps between or next to my feet. If I have the foot rest up on the recliner she will crawl under it like it's her own personal dog house. And if I'm not home she will still curl up next to the chair I usually sit in. She knows my scent and it comforts her. Which makes me happy.