Shasta has been a complete love bug round my place these past couple of weeks. Since my contract work ended, I've been able to get her to the dog park nearly every day for an hour or so and she's been so happy when we come home together. I know she missed me when I was at the office all day, even if the housemate was here playing with her. She knows who her daddy is!
I love seeing her at the dog park, greeting everyone as they come in, dog and person, like the little dog park ambassador, then shrilly barking at groups of dogs that are playing but sound like they're fighting. She is known as the dog park "referee" now because she tries getting in the middle of every dog play group to give them "what for!"
Usually she terrorises other people's poor dogs so i'm considering changing her name to Shasta bin Laden! What a little firecracker she is!
For Halloween, I found some little Martha Stewart dresses for the little terrorist on sale for $4 each that make her look like a little girl doggie rather than a football hooligan, and dressed her up in one of them for Halloween in one that I would NEVER allow a girlfriend or my daughter to wear in public, but got lots of attention from both people and dogs. She loves her little schoolgirl sweater and plaid skirt. Makes me feel like some kind of weird dog dress-up guy or something, but she loves them and they keep her warm, so I'm making no apologies for her attire.
I'm attaching a few photos of the silly creature. She's a cutie in her new fashion lineup.
