Josie

 Our new dog:

  

Her name is Josie.  We had to have our 15 year old black lab mix euthanized a few weeks ago.  He beat the odds for his parentage by a good three years.

Josie gets along just fine with our cats, and is a lovable couch potato with no separation anxiety issues when we trudge up to bed or leave to go run errands.  It took her just a few hours to settle in, greet the cats with a brief sniff, and leave them alone.  She's already nine years old, so she probably won't last more than another handful of years.

We already have an appointment with our longtime veterinarian's office for an initial checkup.  It was part of the deal with the adoption deal from our local county SPCA, but even if it wasn't I'd have booked one.

The way her one ear doesn't sty up like the other one does is so endearing, and she has the sweetest personality.  She needs to lose 10-15 pounds worth of pudge, which we can manage with keeping her on a diet in which doesn't involve a lot of treats, and taking her for good long walks around our farm.

Josie and the Pussycats, for real, not the cartoon from when I was a teen.