A puppy. Well, Sorta.

I know how hard it is to wait for pictures of something cute...and I'm sorry.

On Sunday, I promised pictures of a certain new canine to be posted yesterday. But due an epic computer fail, that didn't happen. :(

So anyhow, computer is fixed....and here you go! Introducing Cash, our new black lab/golden retriever "pup".

He's named after Johnny Cash, the man in black. :)

Cash is six months old, so I guess technically he's still a puppy. But he's almost as big as Nellie, so it's hard to think of him as a puppy puppy.

That is...until he runs around with his boundless energy. Or whines at night. Or chews...chews...chews...

Cash is a snuggler. He thinks he fits in your lap.

We play along so he doesn't feel bad.

He has two speeds - gogogogogogogo and...well, whatever this is called:

There's no in between. But that's life with a puppy - go until you crash.

Actually, go until you crash is pretty much explains how life is on a farm. So I think Cash will fit in just great. :)