Mattie has been home a week now. I fondly remember when I could sleep more than 7 hours a night. I looked up how to train a puppy to sleep longer and we're already doing all of the steps. So apparently she just needs to mature a little more.

She came to us 0% housetrained and she's already about 90%. If the biting and destroying would stop, and if she would stop waking me up by taking a chunk out of my neck every morning, she would be perfect. I have no real complaints. Also she celebrated her first week home by knocking the head off my Groot funko.

She really really needs to go on walks, instead of being trapped in the house and the tiny yard. But she can't for another three weeks or so.

We had a very very nice early Saturday morning on the porch, when the sun was still low and birds were going crazy and it wasn't 98 degrees yet. My parents drank coffee. I wrote some. Mattie explored the yard, got covered in mud, and obsessively licked the spot where my dad spilled coffee.