And it just gets better

[catelin]

Picked up the pup around fourish. I'd agreed to take it sight unseen because it sounded like it had already been bounced around way too much.

I feel like I won the lottery! She's a little tiny foot long hot dog, not quite as long as a dachshund...sort of looks like a stocky Chihuahua, but with a boxy face and floppy ears...about 12 weeks old. She's tan with a black muzzle and big brown eyes. Her name is Trixie. : )

I can't imagine why anyone would have wanted to get rid of her. They hadn't taken her to the pound yet, but said that "she barked too much." Cripes. She's a peach! She's housebroken, she plays fetch, she sits...she's smart as a whip. She loves my cats and has already taken over supervising the boys. I couldn't have imagined a better dog. Oh, and she hasn't barked a bit since I brought her home...not even at the deer. I'll put pictures up as soon as I can. She's indescribably cute!

Oh, and on a totally unrelated tangent, because I know that Cris will appreciate this...Clandestine has agreed to be the featured music/group in the Fall issue of the Atomicpetals Journal! Just got the word on that from their PR person today! So a big "THANK YOU!" to zilla girl for turning me onto them! : )

Comments

[fabulist.livejournal.com]

Dogs ROCK.

Rescued dogs doubly so.

[budhaboy.livejournal.com]

and best of all you don't have to hide the little feller from old man potter when he hobbles by to collect the rent...

[catelin.livejournal.com]

So true!! Heh!

[rickc.livejournal.com]

Your description is wonderful. Pictures are a must. Sounds as if you've found your soul-mutt.

[catelin.livejournal.com]

Soul-mutt! Ha! That's perfect! : )

All I can say is...

[jaarronn.livejournal.com]

you are a beautiful person....Kisses to you and to Trixie.

[chaizzilla.livejournal.com]

i've never heard them sound as good as the cactus cafe.. they were one of the hardest things to leave behind when i moved. hmm...

Yay for new doggin!!!

[raindog.livejournal.com]

Sage sends an invitation to join him in a lovely roll in the toxic sediment along the Iowa River, followed by a supper of $300-vet-bill-inducing bacon scraps from the garbage. I sen a kiss for that super-soft spot right behind her wee left ear.