Miss Personality

She's a hybrid. My new classification, just for her, is ChiWeenieMeow. Half Chihuahua, half Daschund, (with a catty attitude). She howls and barks, and purrs, and burrows under the covers at night, sniffs for anything foul, fowl, or amphibian in the backyard, and stares me down whenever I try to discipline her. She makes friends with all dogs, all cats, and most people. Her energetic bursts of running in the house are something to behold. The sofa is a spring board, the carpet adds traction, and our bedroom is "turn around". I've even tried to stop her and she just dodges me with grace and more speed. When she is finished, she isn't even panting. I didn't think I would become as attached to another dog, as I was to my precious Pica. This one gives me that knitted brow stare that appears to say "you are not immune to my charms lady, no way, no how". She is right. It's been a little over 3 months and I'm hooked! I still tear up when I think of my Pica, but then Chee-Sy jumps into my lap, twirls around till she is comfortable, closes her eyes to sleep, and my sad thoughts are re-directed.