Fudge at 2.5 months.

Here's a great shot of Fudge at 10 weeks.  I can't believe I used to hold her like a baby.  If it were up to her, I still would.  However, she's well on her way to being at least a hundred pounds.  No more little girl.

Going home with Fudge.

Here are some great shots of Fudge's first week with us.  She got a great bill of health from our vet, but he noted her surprisingly high level of energy for a Newfoundland.  We couldn't really pretend it wasn't true, once the vet even noticed.  We're cursed with crazy dogs, it seems.  But anyway.  She also ate so many leaves the first week or two of having her, that her stool sample was rendered useless.  She still eats things like leaves and sticks.  Wonder if she'll ever grow out of it..  Here's Fudge at 9 weeks.

We now owned a little black bear.  =)

Picking Fudge up from the airport.

My husband and I picked Fudge up from La Guardia airport in NYC.  It was April, a few days after my husband's birthday.  The process of picking her up from cargo was simple.  We had done it before when our little Pomeranian boy was flown from Nebraska.  The mid-west is filled with breeders, its seems.  Anyway, we got her when she 9 weeks old, and she weighed approximately 24 pounds.

Here she is at LGA.  Slightly dopey from the long flight.  Potty break before the long car ride home. 

Fudge; the beginning.

We found our "little" girl online at http://www.monarkpuppies.com/ 

The breeders are legit and extremely friendly.  Their customer service was great, and they were willing to work out a crazy flight schedule with us, since we got her around Easter. These are the parents of our little girl.  It was really nice to see who she was coming from, especially since Missouri is a million miles away.  The Landseer was Fudge's dad.  He was slightly on the smaller side at only 110 pounds.  The chocolate Newfie is Fudge's mom.  She was pretty sizable at 120 lbs.  They are both AKC and APRI registered, and their elbows and hips are OFA certified.  We were confident in our decision. 

Fudge flew on a plane all the way from Missouri.  She lived on a ranch with countless other Newfoundlands, and we found her to be the best choice.  Here's the first picture we ever saw of Fudge.. formerly Cleopatra.

I believe Fudge is 7 or 8 weeks old in this photo.  She was a chunk back then, and nothing's truly changed.