Grace is just about full-grown now...

Her first day:

Bonding with the pack:

She loves getting her belly rubbed:

Owning a boxer has been a totally different experience than any of the dawgs I've owned before.  For one, they have very unique behaviours, like 'beaning'.  When they're happy, the curve themselves around into a 'c' or a kidney bean shape.  Someone saw her doing this and asked us if she had something wrong with her leg.  When we explained what she was doing, they said they'd never seen a dawg doing anything like that before. 

Boxers are notoriously gassy, and Gracie, in true boxer style, farts and burps her way through the day.  Some of her emissions are audible, and sometimes they take her by surprise - she'll lift her head and look around as if to say 'where'd that noise come from?'.  Pseudosoldier has some stories to tell about Grace and her gas - many's the time that we'd be chatting away and I'd shoot a *gag* or two at him because Grace had dropped her guts right next to me.

We named her Grace because she was a clumsy puppy - and her name still fits her because she's horribly clumsy still.  She will put her butt down ANYWHERE, and I do mean anywhere.  She'll try and sit next to one of us on the couch or the chair, and if there isn't room she'll just park her ass on our arms, hands, legs, laps...anywhere.  She's not fussy; as long as she's sitting with us she's happy. 

We *heart* our Grace!

(tomorrow I'll write about Henry tha Weenah Dawg so he doesn't feel left out)