We have five dogs. The smallest is Bella, at 9 lbs. Half Maltese and half miniature Dachsund.
Bella thinks she’s pretty fierce though, especially when she thinks there’s a mole in the backyard.
Today she went digging for one. She went digging pretty deep, came in covered in mud that hung off her like dreadlocks:
She had it on her paws all the way up to her body, too. It took me 15 minutes just to wash the clumps of mud off her before I could even begin using soap to bathe her.
I was most unhappy.
Good thing she’s cute. (Don’t fall for the “Who Me?” innocent act. You should see the holes in the backyard!) :gah:
