Her name is Megan. The short version behind that long story is that I always said my first girl would be named Megan.
My husband owned a boxer before. She was about a year old when we met. SO I have had some experience with boxers but not really through the puppy stage. And back in those days they wasn't crate training etc. Plus my father-in-law stayed home with her every day, so she got lots of attention. (Not that mine doesn't.--SPoiled she is).