I have three dogs.
Brownie Cinnamon Elizabeth Hardy (a little over one year old).
Anna Foursocks Elizabeth Strumila (3 1/2 years old).
Salem Dixie Elizabeth Sims (9 years old).
They all have two middle names – one after their doggy momma, and one after their human momma – and different last names. Thing is, they are not from the same marriage, heh!
Two are big, and one is very small (well, not too small).
Brownie is the smallest. She is probably about 10 1/2 lbs and a full-blood Shih-tzu. I have NEVER heard her bark, and she finally learned to jump about three months ago.
Next is Anna.
She gets a special frame, because well, she is special. See, her middle name is foursocks. She is from Choctaw land, and we are pretty sure she had something funny in a pipe before coming to her fur-ever home. She is part greyhound, which makes her very loving, and very skitzy at the same time (or maybe the skitzy is from the peace pipe).
Lastly, is my first puppy love – Missy Salem.
She is full blood Black lab. She weights about a 100lbs. Tells time by her tummy, and is one of the most tolerant dogs I have ever met. Not to mention….. wicked smart.
And very funny! ROFLMFO! (rolling on the floor laughing my fur off!)
These fur friends have it made.
They are house dogs fed twice a day. They have a basket of toys. A couch just for them. And dog crates for safe sleeping. They get to run in the yard – unfenced – when they need too. They are loved. They are spoiled. And, I think, they are the best dogs in the world.
I have no idea what we do without them. But I know, it wouldn’t be near as entertaining.