I adopted a daughter yesterday morning. She's 4 months old, and appears to have already been properly housebroken, because she didn't have a single accident while in her cage all night.
Judging by the size of her paws, she's probably going to be a big girl. For now, though, she's so scared of her new world that all she can seem to do is find the nearest lap and bury herself in it. Right now she is curled up on top of me taking a nap.
Her name is Leah - mostly terrier, some pit bull.