Kaia at nine weeks

We've had Miss Kaia for a little over a week now...and, my, what an interesting week it has been. Our first goal, of course, was to start house-training immediately, using her kennel.

That hasn't worked so well. She hates her kennel. I figured that, after one night of being tough and not going to her after she cried, she would adjust and life would be gravy. But no. And she doesn't just whimper. She SCREAMS. The other night, she screamed for three.hours.straight.

So. We got her a playpen. I know. I know. Who gets a playpen for a dog, right? We do, apparently. And that is the.best.purchase.ever. We actually got a full night's sleep Friday night for the first time since we got her. She is perfectly content to lay in it. It's pretty big, with a mesh top and windows, so she can see us and move around and play. It is not helping with housetraining, but a lady in our church told us to just let her mature for another couple of weeks and try the kennel again. Right now, our need to sleep outweighs the necessity of housetraining.

She is definitely a handful and wearing us both out. It's like having a newborn and a toddler in one package. She is into everything. She requires constant supervision (hello, playpen). And she is a drama queen. She is super social, though. Tonight, she was held by probably 20 people at a church function, and she enjoyed every second of it.

After a week, we have found out that she absolutely loves these things:
--feet
--shoes
--food
--necks
--rope

And she absolutely despises...

--being brushed
--being groomed
--having her teeth brushed
--getting a bath
--being put in the kennel

We tried putting her in her bathtub to contain her. That didn't last long.

Her first parade of lights

Merry Christmas!