Puppy Love

My big baby is SEVEN today? I can't believe it. Brandy is the best dog. She is sweet and gentle, hyper and fun.

She cracks me up with her sock fettish. Seriously, the dog LOVES her some socks. It doesn't matter--clean, dirty, colored, white. She is a sock hound through and through. At night, she will wander around the house with her mouth loaded with socks--as many as she can shove in there. But it upsets her. She knows that if she is caught with the wad o'socks, we would make her drop them. So, she works herself into a frenzy, pacing the house and whimpering. Gee, how do you think we find out that she is carrying the socks? She tells on herself!!

She's tolerant and sweet. She puts up with being treated as a jungle gym for Maggie, allowing her to tug her ears, grab her skin, and get in her face. She simply responds with sweet kisses all over the Munchie. I don't know that I have ever heard her growl (though she does grumble at us when we disturb her sleep).

There is no question that she is my dog. She follows me through the house and is my constant shadow. And I wouldn't trade it for the world. I adore that gorgeous sweet dog. Happy birthday to my baby!!