Last week, my family adopted a friend's dog--a 3 y/o papillon/bichon frise/border collie cross. Just the right size (not small enough to be yippy, not big enough to hog the bed), not too bright but well-behaved, and cute as a button. My kids love her already, and so far she hasn't bit anyone, no matter how much they might deserve it. Thought I would post a couple of pics:
Here we have George about to get a nasty surprise from my 6 y/o son, Blammo. Note her benignly oblivious expression even as a hockey-mask-wearing, machete-wielding maniac bent on mayhem creeps up behind her. As I said, not too bright.
After her close call, she understandably felt the need to suck on her bunny for a while. She was separated from her mother at just 3 or 4 weeks old. Never having been properly weaned, she still feels the urge to suck, so we have a couple of stuffed bunnies she can go to town on. She'll suck them for half an hour sometimes, and fall asleep with the thing in her mouth. Cute and disgusting at the same time.
Ugh, looking at that picture, I can't help but note the hideously untidy state of my house. But never fear. Soon as I win the lottery, I plan to hire a maid. Until then, I'm content to live in total disarray.