Sunday, October 4, 2009
This little girl is Shelby. She is a miniature Dachshund. She came into my life at a time that I needed a little friend to love. She weighed one pound five ounces. She was so tiny that we would step on her, slam the screen on her, and such things like this, and man would she yelp. We would have to love on her and promise never to do it anymore. Poor girl. We should have learned, but, we didn't. A golden retriever stepped on her, and she ended up with a bulging disc. Weinie dogs are known to have a bad back. I did not know she would end up with four back surgeries. She has had some terrible moments with them, but, this little stinker is a survivor. She is still running, digging, and loves to play with her little Halloween orange ball. In fact, she can wear me out with her begging to play. She will run get her ball and drop it at my feet. Plop...that means get up and play or you will not have a moments rest. You would never know she will be 12 years old the day after Christmas.