Gotcha!

A year ago today I decided to keep Brit. A spur of the moment, rash decision. I didn't need five dogs. But  from the moment she walked into my house and into my heart I knew she was meant to stay. She was supposed to be a foster dog (of which I've had plenty of), but there was something about her that made her different than the others.

I have not regretted my decision once, and love this dog to bits. She is the happiest, sweetest dog I know. Always willing to make friends, a smile on her face, and a wagging tail for everyone. I adore her. She has come a long way in a year- from a dog who didn't know how to play with toys to the dog that refuses to give them up now. lol. A dog with no muscle, stamina, or endurance- to the dog that outruns my corgis, and is always ready for more. She is smarter than any dog I've ever owned. Came knowing nothing but her name and how to sit, now she is well on her way to a great obedience career, and is proving to be a lot of fun in other venues aswell. The sky is the limit with this dog.

Thank you Brit, for being so wonderful. I am so thankful.  It has been a great first year, here is to many more.