So we've had our Millie for a month and a half. In that time I think she has at least doubled her size and claimed the space under the kitchen table as her own. I imagine the cool ceramic tile feels good on her black fuzzy body. She has also claimed our backyard as hers, rearranging various wood piles, destroying the end of summer greenery and conquering any and all assorted plastic bags that may drift into her yard. Miss Millie spends an awful lot of time peering through our wooden privacy fence, hoping for a glance at the assorted canines that live next door. The collection of dogs there include one Great Dane, one Shitzu, one French Bull Dog and one of her own siblings, a beautiful French Poodle from her litter. One day she even managed to wiggle through a broken fence board and join the doggy party there. So it seems their backyard is much more fun than our backyard, unfortunately. I'm thinking we may need some kind of doggie gate to keep the noise level down and the fun up. She loves her lunch walk with Daddy and her afternoon visits with the school kids with me. Millie hasn't meant a stranger yet. It just amazes me that in this very short time this lively little/big pup has found a place in our hearts and our home. Its likes she's always been here.
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