But Zoey remains a love . . . craves contact and being cuddled with. She's the hit of any walk we take. Since she's only 4 1/2 pounds everyone thinks she's a pup of a girl . . . a baby.
"What is she?" they coo. "Can we touch her?"
Me: She's a Mongolian miniature bear. If you touch her she'll bite your hand off.
Zoey hates being touched by strangers anyway.
Even though in the twilight of her life, Zoey is a love. Don't ya think?
Oh, and the last photo here....taken at the lake yesterday. Forest fires to the west were clouding the lake with smoke. It wasn't a day to be sailing. Here's hoping the fires don't get any larger.
4 comments:
She is amazing!
Sooooo cute!
Yes, too cute!
I never knew the love of a dog, not ever having one until 2years ago. Oh my god, I'm in love.
I now understand, it's like your baby. You do what needs to be done to take care of that furry child and you love them unconditionally.
I've got it bad!!
Zoey is old and has issues, but you just understand the love she has brought to you and your family.
What a cutie.
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