We are both so very glad that five years ago, Ron chose to give me a little dog for my birthday, even though he had wanted a big dog. This little girl was the best choice for us. She is my little princess and her daddy's Tomboy. She is the perfect mix between prissy, smart and pretty, yet the down right dirty work outside, ride in the truck and on the tractor kind of sidekick.
She doesn't play favorites and she communicates with us very well. She understands everything we say...at least it seems she does.
So with all our children out of state, she is the center of attention around here. Our oldest daughter claims that her dad treats the dog better than he ever treated any of them. She is right. However it is a good thing. The world would not appreciate a person spoiled as badly as our dog.
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