On Fridays I take my dog Sadie to the local dog park to run, play, and have some fun. She loves it. As soon as we get home, I have to give her a bath because she gets very dirty at the park. This morning she played with an Australian Shepherd puppy for a long time and had fun. The little Aussie reminds me of our Rosebud.
I have always liked dogs. I have had cats -- and have one now -- but I think I like dogs much more than cats. I remember the many dogs I have had over the years. We had dogs at home and there were always dogs at my grandmother's house. One year my husband and I gave my granddaddy a pair from the shelter -- they looked like a cross between a golden retriever and an Irish setter. Not long after I was married I adopted Daisy from a shelter -- she was a poodle-Maltese mix and very prissy.
This photo is a picture of me with our dog Cindy. Cindy was a cocker spaniel. She was a good dog. My father brought her home one day. She had puppies and I remember they knocked over a can of paint in the basement -- there were little pink paw prints all over the place that day. Cindy was a good dog -- she would let me dress her up in hats and scarves to take her photo. She was one of my first 'dog models.' I need to find those photos of her wearing my old stuff.