Savvy is nine months old as of today. That blows my mind. In same ways it seems like I’ve always had her. In others, it’s like we just met.
One thing I know for sure, I can’t imagine life without her. She’s a dream to take places, be it walks or visiting, is extremely cuddly and affectionate (anyone who says dogs don’t like to be hugged is talking out of their butt. Savvy craves her snuggle time, the closer and tighter the better. And you have to kiss her soft muzzle, it makes her get all soft and squishy) and truly LOVES to train. Which makes me truly love to train!
But you know, she’s not perfect. I had to ‘GAAAHH!!!!!’ at her several times today as she kept trying to eat poo. She sure loves her frozen poopsicles. Especially the white ones. You know, from the dogs getting too much bone in their diet. My horrified expression and choking gasp used to be enough to stop her in her tracks, now it’s taking more drastic action. Finger pointing. Oh, I’m such a mean owner. But really. Would she kiss her mother with that poop mouth? Yes, she would. Which is exactly why she isn’t allowed to recycle.
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