Meeting Stormy

She looked at us, and she knew instinctively... we were the ones.  Her future minions.

As she licked us profusely to mark us as her own, we felt the last of our resistance and willpower melt away.  We would come for her in 4 days.

When we came home without her, her absence was palpable.  The only photos we have are the ones on the breeder's website. 

This is the pup at 1 week and 2 days old, from January 13th 2013.

Stormy symbolically eats a lamb