We took her to the Atlantic ocean in Maine this summer and she became a beach comber...searching for shells in the sand and gulping up salt walter as she ran in the surf.
She would attempt to hide under the curtains in the kitchen, only to emerge looking like a Satanic nun. And my mother wonders why the curtains get dog hair on them?
Shadow would become the unlikely best friend of one small wild mutt...
She's also became our little Skipper - she loves to hop into the boat and go for a ride up the river, watching for any wayward seagulls (with her trusty sidekick beside her). And there is that ear again.
So here's to a wild and crazy year with a lovable 70 lb lapdog who can eat a loaf of bread in 20 seconds flat!