Meet Raka, which means "Grandmother moon" in Sanskrit and "Wolf" in Elven language. I wanted to name her "Luna", since my beloved Pluto dog (RIP) was named after a celestial body as well, but her majesty Eva hated that name. So Raka it is.
She's a Labrador-Chesapeake mix, two months old, with razor sharp teeth and claws, silky soft fur and a lovely, calm temperament.
Too bad the poor thing is so neglected and unloved at our house. Ahem.
She is getting socialized with plenty of kid activity, other people, goats and neighbor dogs. I think she will be a great dog. Raka has an incredible role model to live up to, since Pluto was the perfect dog.
This definitely was the week of the dog. Before we picked up Raka, we kidnapped a neighbor's dog who loves to come with whenever we walk by. We spent a lovely couple of hours wandering to the creek, throwing sticks and enjoying a break in the non-stop rainy weather.
|Just showing some of the handspun, handknit woollens that keep us warm and dry in winter|
What are you in love with these days?