The vet says she's 6 weeks old, but can't tell what breed(s) she is. She said that she will grow into her breed characteristics.
Demariana and Jeshua were kind enough to find a crate in their basement for me to borrow. She'll have to sleep separately from the scotties until we trust them to get along unsupervised. And until she's at least as big as they are.
Right now she weighs a whole 4 pounds. She's got soft puppy fur, mostly tan with some white around her face, and on the tip of her tail. Her nose is pink and black, as are her paw pads. Her dewclaws are black.
Flar is concerned about taking on a third dog, but if no one comes to claim her, I'm not sending her to a shelter. I put leaflets with her picture and my phone number on the neighbors' houses, and put an ad in the paper. I'm waiting a week for her first appointment with the vet, to give whomever a week to find her.
I didn't really get much done around the house today until the boys were home to help watch Flood. The Scotties appear to think she's a large rat or something. So I'm only letting them together under very close supervision. Flood wants to make friends and play. If I can convince the Scotties that she's a puppy and not a rodent, I'm hoping they'll accept her, and maybe even mother her. But it's going to take time.
We declared it dog night and have washed the Scotties' area under the stairs and in the jacuzzi room, and given the Scotties a bath. Flood's crate is all fixed up with a blanket and a food dish and a chew toy and terry cloth stuffed toy.
I just mopped half the jacuzzi room. I'm about to vaccuum the other half and mop it. In cleaning under the stairs and mopping, we discovered that the pilot light had gone out for the gas water heater. Seems the plug was half out for the sump pump, so it didn't operate during all this nifty water, and the water heater got flooded.
Flar plugged in the sump pump, which immediately got rid of lots of water, and then he lit the pilot light. Me, I just get to do a second load of pants/shirts, which I was planning on anyway. His pants that he wore down in to the basement need washing, but I'd missed pretty much all of his regular wash (as opposed to dry cleaners) dirty clothes from Brazil. Oops.
So, the rest of the evening. Finish mopping the jacuzzi room, clear off the jacuzzi of everything except clothes (maybe those too, if Flar wants to jacuzzi), and run lots of laundry through the system.
The kitchen is relatively clean. I cleaned while waiting for dinner to cook. We had chicken and stuffing and stir fry vegetables in teriyaki sauce and cinnamon rolls. Yumm.
Flood is sleeping in my lap while I type this. She was crying, so I sat down to give her some attention before I start cleaning again. I'll see if she stays asleep when I put her back in her crate.
Maybe if I cover part of it with a towel...