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