The snow is melting. Fast. Yesterday we went up to Noah's Ark Zoo Farm so I could do a Zookeeper-For-A-Day experience. Up there, the snow is deep, about half a foot, and it still hasn't melted after two days without any more blizzards. But, unfortunatley, we couldn't bring Holly up to see the snow. She stayed at home with my sister and my granny.

She wasn't exactly calm when granny and Roger came around. Well, she wasn't calm at all. But this is because granny has no "bad dog voice." But unfortunatley, she never calmed down so that granny or Roger could see her calm side. Last night, we were watching the rest of Harry Hill's TV Burp Gold accompanied by a small dog, curled up on the sofa, head resting on my lap, fast asleep. She's no working dog-if you tried to make her one, she'd just sit on your lap whenever she got the chance.

Holly was the runt of the litter. Originally, she was an endearingly active little puppy, even when she was only a couple of weeks old, but even then she would curl up on your lap and lick your face as a sign of affection. She loves people more than she loves other dogs, which is why we chose her, but it does lead to one problem.

She gets really over-excited when she sees people, even people on the other side of the road. She forgets to obey commands and runs off (or tries to if she's on a lead) and jumps up on them. Now this isn't because she's trying to kill anyone, it's just her way of saying she's happy to see you, accompanied by a lot of licking. But when she's big enough, she could knock people over by jumping on them, and she already scares little kids.

She knows a few commands; sit, down, stay, come, and all the basics, but we're really trying to work on the jumping. But anyway, who wants to see some more pictures?