I swear I'm not dog-blogging

This is my dog. She weighs maybe 5 pounds, and is ridiculously cute. Unfortunately, she is a dog of very little brains. She can't sit, heel, or roll over. She can, however, give you a detailed description of what the undercarriage of a Land Rover looks like, as well as how hard the tires are.

She's never ran across the street before. We thought she knew better.

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[It Appears I Have A Heart Afte]

[...] She nipped the boys, she snarled at the mailman, she peed on every.fucking.thing.  She drove me CRAZY.  I couldn’t tell if she was defending me or jealous of the baby, but either way, it was getting out of control.  I started thinking that maybe we couldn’t keep her, what with the baby coming.  And then she got hit by a car. [...]