Bonnie Belle Blue Jean

After my dad threatened for a very long time to show our cats what a "real" pet looks like, we adopted a puppy from the mother of a friend, whose Border Collies had a litter of nine. Bonnie was one of the calmer females, and arguably the prettiest of the bunch. None of us can decide what her middle name is, so we alternate between Bonnie Jean, Bonnie Blue, Bonnie Belle, or some combination of any of these.

If you know me, you know I am not fond of most dogs, but this one won me over. She's smart, cuddly, rarely makes noise, and makes herself endearing by falling over all the time and then asking for a belly rub. The only one not smitten with her is my cat Molly, who spent the first three days mostly on the roof, suspicious though curious, and also a bit irked that nobody consulted her on the matter.

She dropped to sleep in her box like this last night, in less than two seconds. 

What a cutie.

Can you stand the cuteness?

Chewing happily on a stick.