"who's the sweetest baby, who is she? who's the bestest puppy in the world? you are. yes you are!" *clearing my throat* Oh hey... didn't see you reading this blog....
I have this fantastic dog. I got her from a shelter almost 9 years ago. She's a German Shepherd / Lab mix (with just a tad bit of pit). She's pretty much the best thing ever, but I find that most people say that about their own pets. In this case, it's true.
Pros:
Gracie (she was given that name by the shelter and it stuck) is lazy. Which equally matches my lazy behavior. She's pretty mellow. She looks scary, weighing a hefty 100 or so pounds. She's tough. When I walk her down my street, she picks and chooses who is allowed to look in our direction. I like that. And except for the recent string of accidents lately (a change in her dogfood and getting sick), she's never pooed or peed in my house. Nice work.
Cons:
The only beef I've had with her is the enormous amounts of fur that comes out of her skin and has layered my floor. I have tuffs of the white stuff on my carpet, daily. Black clothing, furniture, etc. is just not an option for me.
What makes her unique:
She has a war wound, a bullet lodged in one of her ginourmous ears. She took one for the team when she was on the lam one fateful evening, while roaming the hillsides of Iowa. A farmer (please picture clad in overalls, it's a must) decided she was a little to close to his flock of sheep (no joke). I like to imagine her in slow motion, dodging in front of the loaded bb gun, and preventing the tiny bullet from hitting my other dog, Spencer (RIP). What a trooper.
She's also recently lost a front tooth. Which has made her prominent overbite quite attractive.
She has huge ears. Big enough to become a shooting target.
Ok, excuse me while I resume sickening baby puppy talk.
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