Well, the extended family, if we are being technically correct (my parents adopted him on Monday night), but he's close enough to my own family especially since I will be the one taking care of him most days for the foreseeable future.
Asher is about the cutest thing going, 12 weeks of pure golden puppy goodness. A birth defect left him with no tail and a urethral malformation (that has since been surgically corrected) but his laid back inquisitive personality is to die for and he is so soft you just can't help but cuddle him. He really doesn't act like a puppy, and it's impossible not to fall in love with him at first sight.
Today I took him to Connie's to meet her puppy, Judy (instant BFFs!), and Charlie horse (completely unfazed) and then over to the barn to meet Jan. From there Asher and I drove over to Tractor Supply to get him some more puppy food. Everyone turned to mush over him; how could they not?