As my mom used to say.
It's what she called my brother and me when we used to get into mischief.
Well. . . y'all know me. I am a big dog kind of girl. Dachshunds are the exception, hence Spot the Dot, but my preference is to have big dogs. My favorite breed is the Chesapeake Bay Retriever. And that explains my little pony, Scoobers and his predecessor, my beloved Rudy.
But now? Even Spottie is too much for me. She weighs about 22 lbs, which is a fine weight for her breed of standard size, but heaven forbid she try to sit in my lap or jump up on my legs for a treat. She has never been a jumper except with me and now I can't change that behavior. She is 11 years old and really it's not a problem, but the constant pain doesn't allow me to enjoy her like I wish.
Don't get me wrong. Spot is my savior on all days and I would NEVER give her up. And if our history of having dachshunds is any indication she will live 5 or 6 more years. Steven is convinced the girl is going to break the record for longest lived Dachshund at 22 years 5 months just to spite him.
But yesterday we were gifted with a new family member. And to tell you the truth Tadpoles I never thought I would see the day I had a dog smaller than Spottie. Or that I would agree to rescue yet another animal and in this case, a breed of dog I am not particularly fond of.
Yes gang...our newest family member is a Chihuahua named Bentley.
And he is a kick! He is one year old and came from a friend of ours whose Grandmother raised him from a puppy. She recently had a stroke and was moved into different living arrangements where taking care of Bentley would be impossible.
So....being home all day the grandkids decided our family [me!] was a good fit. They gave us Bentley, his cage, his dishes...basically everything, for free, knowing we would give him a loving home.
He fits in perfectly [well....don't ask the cat] but Spot loves him, as he loves her. He is caged trained and knows his commands. I am truly impressed at how well he is doing after one day, and being only one year old. So a big bravo to Grandma.
Please understand that no pup or kitty could replace my Spotters in my heart. She comes first above all our pets, but I think she's kind of happy to have a new partner in crime I hope so at least.
And now? I have a new lap doggie who doesn't weigh too much. Yippy Skippy.
And that is what's happening in the pond Tadpoles. Hope y'all are safe and dry. The weather sure is being it's wicked self this week, isn't it?
Take care and we'll talk soon. I'm off to find the Snickers, our cat and try and console her. :D
Smile loudly. Life is such a gift.
Oh - and the "Frick and Frack" title? Yeah, that is what I call the two dogs. giggle