Lucy got sick yesterday, and we had an expensive vet visit. It's hard to tell if it was just something she ate (she wants to try everything in the yard) or something more serious, but at under 7 pounds she doesn't have much reserves like an older dog. We are glad to see her back to her perky self this morning because we are all getting very fond of her. She was ravenous this morning, and back to chewing everything and chasing a giggly Zane and Karsten around the breakfast table.
When she gets sleepy she loves to curl up in the nearest lap, even Karsten's. Now she is in her kennel napping, which is how she spends most of her day. I wonder if she will still think she is a lap dog when she adds 50+ lbs. to her frame.