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Without my Loosha in the passenger seat.  That being said, she really is my first ‘real’ dog…  Yah, I never had dogs as a kid, my dad hated them, as he was a technician for Westinghouse when he was a wee lad, and got bit, chased, scowled and barked at by dogs… so he never really was a big fan.  Then,, when I was in the Coast Guard and during my tour in Illinois, I figured I was grounded for awhile, meaning, not at sea, so I decided to get a siberian husky. That had to be at the top of the list of the lamest decisions I made during my youth.. maybe not at the top, but pretty damn close. I failed. …    So when Eric and I got married, or before rather,, I KNEW he was a dog person, and he KNEW I was a cat person.  But a coupla years ago, I opted to go out on a limb and get him a puppy for Valentines Day.  And that’s when Loosha was saved..  we saved her. Actually I did a lot of research on breeds before deciding. He grew up with labradors, I always knew that if I ever got a dog I wanted a weimaraner. So I searched and found a litter of lab/weims. A good mix…  

And yah, not being raised with dogs, my patience wears thin with the crap she pulls. Eating butter off the counter, or freshly cooked bacon…  raw bacon… rotten bacon…  pilfering thru the recycle bin for the last little tidbit in any given yogurt cup…… finding it shredded to ribbons in the basement…  ice cream sandwich wrappers are her favorite…  and I buy cases upon cases of ‘flossies’… a high end treat for dogs… if you have dog, you probably know what I’m talking about… 

But she is such a good dog, and she tries so so so so hard to be good. When she’s begging at the table, all it takes is a glance her way, a little tid bit of eye contact and she looks away, she will lie on the ground defeated, knowing that she was caught, and will continue to wait patiently for just that little bit ……  and she’s one of those dogs that can catch flying food in the air…….  mid air….     I love her so..

So in this picture, she’s waiting in the passenger seat of my bug, knowing that we’re soon headed down to Heather’s house to drop off the days load of work, anticipating that 10 minute window that she can play with Ruby, Heather and Christopher’s dog.  It’s her favorite thing to do….   She’s my co-pilot. She goes EVERYWHERE with me…  the front seat is her seat… I’m surprised she doesn’t know how to buckle the shoulder strap……  I heart my Lu Lu Ski …

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