Myrtle is the darker golden of the two sisters, with jet black mascara and a sweet, shorter doll face. At just three weeks old, she already runs to me when I visit her nesting area and demands to be pet – that kind of boldness this early is something special. She’s vocal, observant, and clearly the sharpest one in the room. That early drive toward people tends to develop into a very outgoing, engaged companion. Both her parents carry rich golden coloring, and it shows – Myrtle’s coat is warm and deep with real contrast in the face.