A Commonwealth Games inspired friend was welcomed into our clan yesterday in the form of a 6 month old Scottish Terrier that we aptly named Piper. Getting a friend for Max had been casually discussed but on Thursday night my dad dropped the news that Max would be getting a sister from Brisbane. The poor soul endured the stress of the flight and arrived to us unscathed and curious about her new surroundings, still bearing the stitches from being fixed a week prior. Whilst we're still getting to know her (our latest discovery is that her hair takes longer than mine to dry ie hours), so far she seems like she's got a bit of stubbornness in her, adores the cat and is very happy socialising with other dogs, remaining unfazed no matter how cold some welcomes were at the dog park.
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