We're still not sure how house-trained she is. We've had a few accidents (hooray for easy-to-clean wood floors), but not too many. It's just too early to tell, I think, what with all the stress of moving in, not to mention the screaming baby. Today's a nice quiet day -- just the three of us, and it should be like that through the weekend. She does have to go to the vet tomorrow for a check-up, but hopefully that won't be too stressful for her. Other than that, lots of walks, lots of sleeping. She really likes sleeping. Much like Kevin. :-) There was a moment yesterday when I thought Kevin was going to have us go back and adopt Henry too -- he's worrying about that doggy. But it probably isn't a good idea, so we probably won't. Probably.
It's felt quite chaotic here for a while -- at least the last few weeks, what with birthdays and deaths and adoptions and start of school. I have a department meeting this afternoon, but other than that, it should be fairly quiet until Monday, and I can hopefully both rest and get caught up on paperwork and e-mail. That'd be nice.
She's not named after Eleanor of Aquitane, or Elinor Glin, or Eleanor Arnason or Eleanor Roosevelt. Good guesses all, though; they'd be fine, fine models for a young dog to grow into. For those still guessing, here's another clue as to where we got Elinor's name -- Karen Joy Fowler. (Not actually *from* Karen -- that's just a clue.) There have been lots of guesses on what else she's mixed with, from corgi to german shepherd to border collie. I still have no real idea. Luckily, I don't actually care. :-)
We have a doggy! :-) She's looking at me right now. I think maybe that look means, "Why do you have to type so loud? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?"