Some folks have grandkids. We have granddogs. Steve met our new one yesterday but I have only just now seen her photo. Her name is Bella and she is 9 weeks old. She came from a family of eleven, via the same rescue agency through which we got Ginger, and I gather her parentage is a bit of a mystery. Next weekend, she (and Guinness) will stay with us while new parents, Westi and Mike, go camping. Guinn hasn’t figured out what he thinks about all of this but I can’t wait!