Her name was Lola...

So I really want to make this blog a mixture of my personal and professional life... unfortunately, I have been working so much lately there hasn't been much to document in my personal life! Except, of course, Lola.  After years of swearing never to get a dog, my stepmother finally convinced my father to buy a puppy.  Of course, we had to lie about how big Lola would be... "Oh, don't worry, Dad... boxers only grow to about 40 pounds..." but of course within minutes of setting eyes on her everyone was hooked, including my father.  She is a purebred boxer from Missouri, and she is the cutest thing in the world!  Which, as my cousin Eileen says, will keep her alive as she continues to tear up the house and bite people's ankles.  Here are a few pictures I took of her recently!