First, my thanks to everyone who participates in A Dogably Pawfect Saturday, you all are writing some amazingly funny, entertaining and cute posts.
Sherman was a different story. She was a poodle/scottie mix, 15 pounds and a holy terror. We got her when she was six months old and we think the family abused her. She even scared my grandpa and he never lived that down. Sherman turned out to be a good dog who bullied Samantha and later Jasmine and lived to be 18! The thing I remember most about her was when she'd come into my room at night and sleep at the foot of my bed. If I moved my feet at all she let me know about it and I count myself lucky that I still have toes left to count.
This is Jasmine. She was given to me for my 13th Birthday and although she never met a person she didn't like, she was truly my dog. My parents didn't want a repeat of either Samantha or Sherman and went to a reputable breeder who specialized in healthy, friendly German Shepard Dogs for families. Yes, Jasmine was a blue blood.
Jasmine loved chasing balls, sleeping in my bed and would push me out whenever she smelled another dog on me and rawhide bones that were too big for her. One of our favorite things to do was to go for bike rides. I'd ride my bike and she'd run next to me for about 5 miles. We were best friends for over 10 years.
What would A Dogably Pawfect Saturday be without a few pics of Miss Truvy and The Tramp?