with a set of kitty cat ears in the picture. I haven't posted nearly enough pictures of Ellie. Gosh, back when Eli came home with us it was a full time job taking pictures of every cute move he made.
But with Ellie, it's different. She was almost four months old when we brought her home and already out of that cute, sweet, adorable eight week old ball of fur stage.
Her favorite toy is a sock rolled into a ball. Ellie is a very smart dog...she is housebroken! Totally! She goes to the front door, scratches, and then sits and stares until one of us walks her outside.
Eli still hasn't taken to Ellie like we hoped he would. Oh he tolerates her but only for short periods of time. Ellie's wagging tail swatting him across the face and too many wet kisses and Eli is ready to take a nap on the back porch...alone. The vet thinks it's the big age difference.