She's adorable.
Beautiful with some brains.
Except she has a problem; the dog loves to hoard what we like to call "treasures". (Using that term loosely)
I've told the tale before, of her love to destroy all things garden. Ginger has matured a bit, but the problem still exist. Now she makes a pile of all the things she has compiled. From pie tins to mini garden shovels, frisbees to trash; that dog really makes me clean up after her mess.
So sly, you won't even notice when she grabs that pair of garden clippers you just put down for a moment.
You'll search all her normal precious stacks (yes, multiple stacks) until one day at last, you find a new heap she just created.
Shoes, balls, spoons, forks, knives, chew toys, sticks, scissors; nothing is exempt. Whatever she finds at her level she claims as hers. Finders keepers, losers weepers.
All in all, it's ok. She my sweet doggy and I love her anyway.
Nancy Jane
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