Name that Dog

With five kids and a dog, watching my niece for more than a week at a time, trying to launch a community website, and getting ready for the Christmas chaos, you would think I couldn’t make it get crazier.

Well, I’m out to prove you wrong.  As I’m typing this, my husband and I are on our way home from my cousin’s house in CT – with a new puppy.

But not just any puppy – another dog slated to be a big dog.  Not just any big dog, try Mastiff/Newfoundland big.

Have I ever told you that I have an affinity to large dogs?

Actually I want to make sure that if someone breaks into the house while I’m home, they won’t stand a chance and drown in dog slobber. Then I won’t have to get a weapon. Just a mop.

Princess, our other dog, still doesn’t know what to make of the tiny, whimpering ball of fur.  On our way home, princess decided to sleep on the back seat, since the oldest four kids are at my mother’s house – away from the sleeping puppy on the floor board.

Now, though, we have a serious problem. I have no idea what to call her, other than “Hey You!” and “Mutt”. So, for the next 24 hours, I’m going to ask for some suggestions.

So either respond to my twitter post, comment on this blog post, or comment via Facebook.

Maybe “FiFi?