She's fallen off her rocker

My Mom - the same mom who would never claim ownership of any of our pets growing up - got another puppy. Lily, the first one, isn't even completely potty trained! When she called to tell me, I completely thought she was joking. It took a few minutes to convince me (and a picture via cell) to fully believe that she was getting another Westie. Her reasoning: "Lily needs a friend! She gets so lonely at home by herself!" My response: "Umm, Mom? Wasn't today your last day of school? Aren't you going to be her companion this summer?"

So, meet Maggie.