Georgia-Mae.
It seems breeders fall of the earf, no matter how hard we try to stay in touch. We stayed in touch with Cheryl, which is where Georgia came from, and now Lotus.
Lotus, loving the grass. I was going to do a little walk with her, but I put the harness on, and she decided a nap under the tree was way more better.
Naps are essential. Especially under shady trees.