Yesterday, November 7, was the fourth anniversary of the day Momma kidnapped me (okay she bought me, but still) from my perfectly good home in Florida.  As I may have woofed before, she jetted down to Sarasota to check me out as though I were a piece of jewelry or an article of clothing.  She didn’t even think to bring along a doggie carrier, a collar or even a little treat.

Anyway, she decided she wanted me (I did look like a little accessory after all), wrote out a check, plopped me in the car, and high-tailed it out of town just like she knew what she was doing.  She didn’t.

Who had any idea of the wild ride I was in for!  In honor of the anniversary, I thought you might enjoy another look at a little video of our first year together.

Lina, Still Momma’s Sidekick

WOOFDA!