Okay so awhile ago about 5 months ago my dog passed away, and I grew up with that dog, his name was yogi and he was about 7 years old. I had to go to camp right around when he started getting sick and once I got back my parents told me he passed. About a month or so passed by I came home from hanging out with my friends that weekend and I saw a little 2 and half month old puppy, she was so little and fluffy. After a couple weeks passed she started getting used to everyone and my other dog Roxy. She is about 4 months now and her breed is a full blood german shepherd and so she's already really big and weighs about 44 lbs. Her name is Ivey, she is very playful and loves attention. I still miss my dog yogi a lot but my little crazy puppy keeps my mind off everything that stresses me out and always keeps me laughing.