Getting a "Mulligan"

Yeah, yeah, I know. We have an odd assortment of fish, snake, tortoise, cat, and now, another dog. A 10 week old Boxer who's a real sweetheart. Yeah, I do faintly remember saying that I didn't ever want to get another puppy, but I'll have to admit, I'm glad I did. It really started with Beth telling me that she always felt a little nervous staying at the apartment at nights while I worked. I've stayed there by myself a couple of times, and I'll have to admit that she has a valid point. Some of our neighbors like to hit the sauce. By getting a puppy, we can train it more easily, and we can do it our way. We've only had her one day, and she's already taken to the collar and leash, and Beth has taught her how to sit. Now if we can teach her to flush when she's done...

Her name, by the way, is Mulligan (Beth's idea, and a very good one, if I might add), but we will call her "Molly" (Mully?) for short. Go ahead and say it...I'm a softy. True, but now I'm a softy with a boxer. Love it.