A dog;

This is Amy. She is the newest addition to family. A temporary addition, anyways. She'll be staying with us until her family can take her back. For now though, we love Amy. She really is the sweetest dog. It's kind of refreshing having a dog that comes to you for attention and actually tries to snuggle. As much as I love, Lilee, which is more than anything, she is a snob in comparison to Amy.
Three flaws of Amy, however;
1. Her fur isn't very soft and not as fun to pet.
2. She's not photogenic, as you can see from the picture above. Because she's so dark, her face blends in with the rest of her body. And because of the quality of camera or the lack of my skill(probably the latter) I can't seem to capture her very well.

The above, I can deal with. But there's one more thing that I just about can't handle.

3. She chews things.

First, a pair of shoes of mine. I was upset at first but I managed to look on the bright side... I never liked those shoes anyways.

Next, the very first hat I knit still attached to the cheating knitter thing. I managed to salvage the hat but the knitting apparatus is useless now. Though, it only made baby hats so, I could forgive her for that too.

My La Roux CD case. A Christmas gift from my brother. The CD wasn't in there, so again, I can forgive her.


But let this be a warning to her, and, oh, how I wish dogs could understand the concept of warnings. Amy, why you choose to destroy only my belongings, I do not know. But if you do it again, and it happens to be something I really, truly care about, beware. I may not kick you, or hit you, but something else. I will scream. I will scream, and I will put you outside in the cold for an extended amount of time. So please, Amy....

Keep your paws off my stuff, pun intended.