A few weeks ago, there was a man selling puppies outside the front gate of our school. They were unbelievably cute and nearly irresistible; however, for practicality sake, we talked ourselves out of buying one. One of our good friends who is a student at our old school was suckered into it, though. I, for one, am grateful, because when he comes to visit, I get my puppy fix.
Her name is JinJin, which means "quiet;" apparently, she only lived up to this name until about her second day with our friend. It can be certain that she is no longer quiet and is now all-puppy. This picture is shortly after she captured my tennis shoe and dragged it under our sofa.
