Her name is Annie

She's a pointer mix, weighs 46 pounds and is between 3 and 5 years old. Georgia, where she comes from, says 3. Connecticut says 3.

She is totally freaked out being with us. She spends most of the time today either on the couch in the living room or in the dog bed Bern got her in the kitchen. We did take a long walk today but she hasn't pooped yet and only peed once.

Lord knows what she's going through?

She has a black head and a white and brown body. The brown spots on her body, in two cases, look like hearts.

I fell hard for her. We almost got another dog as well--but Bella was named like Bela and only 6 months old and in need of more training than we're up to.

But Annie is home--though she doesn't know it yet--and we will love her greatly. She is very shy and quiet and sweet, rolling over to let you rub her belly. And, 10 hours into our new family, we've yet to hear her make a noise.

There's no way to know what she's been through in life, but I''m betting it wasn't good.

And she's home now.