Dogs! Dogs! Dogs!!!

Dad has three dogs that live on his property. Two are black labs from the same litter, Bear and Annie, and then there is the large poodle named Santana, but we all call him Tripod because he lost a leg a few years back when he was found tangled up in a barbed-wire fence. Fortunately, there was a good vet who was able to help him.

My sister-in-law lives in the RV about 200 feet from us and they have three dogs as well. They are tiny ones who are the barkers of the group. Minnie is a MinPin who has recently had a stroke. She was born with a tiny heart and was thought to not live long. She is six-years-old this year. Unfortunately, she tends to walk in circles until she is able to get where she is going. The look on her face when she succeeds is priceless.

Minnie has a sister who is called Remy. This is the dog the whole family fights over. You think I am kidding; I am more serious than you know. Remy is a Chihuahua that is unlike most I have met. She loves people and you see it on her face when she runs up to you and begs to be picked up. Upon her hind legs waving her front paws, one is unable to resist picking her up. This dog is also a Houdini! She has shown up in my RV more times without me knowing she snuck in. Cordie is usually not amused.

Then, of course, there is our precious little Chihuahua Cordie. She is our fellow traveler, guard dog, and sheet stealer.