Instead of a gratuitous picture of myself only, I thought I would post a picture of me and the girl in my life, our miniature Australian Shepherd, Leia. It’s a rare picture of this dog that doesn’t have at least one hand around her head, trying to keep her still for the 2 seconds it takes to get the picture. Actually, most pictures of her have to be deleted, due to the fact that you can’t tell if it’s a dog or a giant swirl of vanilla ice cream with chocolate and caramel syrup. In this picture, if you look closely, you will see that she is mentally calculating exactly how difficult it would be to shake herself free from my hand and eat my MacBook.
She’ll be a year old in June, and although this last year has been nuts, she’s becoming a really good dog. I love her in spite of her incessant craziness. Now if only I could get her to stop eating the windowsills.