I don’t have children. Well, human ones that is. I have a furry dog-child. Her name is Abby (which is short for The Abbygator – she’s like a cross between a dog and an alligator…and maybe polar bear!).
I love her SO much and she is a super spoiled (but relatively well behaved) long-haired standard dachshund. If she doesn’t like someone, they must be a murderer – in other words, she is not a good guard dog. She rolls onto her back and begs for tummy rubs the minute someone looks at her. Especially total strangers on the street.
|The day I brought her home – Aug. 2009|
|Straight out of National Geographic, no?|
|Some dogs get car sick. Abby isn’t one of them! LOL!|
|Some dogs are opposed to swimming. Abby isn’t one of them!|
|When sticky snow happens to long haired dogs!|