July 24th, 2000

A baby puppy came to my house. Her name is Pearl. She is a West Highland white terrier, and she looks like a pearl.
She has completely round wide-open eyes like marbles and a jet-black nose on a snow-white face. She is a Gemini born on May 31st. She is a very curious little gangster, and acts at her own pace.
According to her breeder, she has some "backbone" and no matter what happens she will keep her calm, and although she may receive a surprise, she will just blink several times and make a full assessment of the situation, before taking the next action at a leisurely pace. I have had various dogs before, but Pearl does not cry at night, she is patient, and a real fun puppy.
Yesterday, even though I had told her not to go down to the entrance hall, she forced herself to jump down, and ended up flat on her stomach having slipped with all four legs spread out. It was so funny.
She hasn't gone down there since.
It looks like she will be busy exploring her new house for the next several days.