Pinky Winky Houdini Nead

Being that I'm about to have another baby, I thought I'd take a few moments to write an overdue post about my first born.

The Good:

Pinky is the best dog in the world. No joke. (Even Dad thinks so.)

Her favorite place to be is snuggled under a blanket between my legs. 

She knows lots of tricks: sit, stay, jump, wait to get the treat, shake, high five, roll over, roll onto her back when you shoot her with your finger, come, fetch.

I get a queen's welcome every time I walk through the front door... even if I've only been gone 5min. 

She's faster than any greyhound.

She doesn't eat her poop (anymore).

While naturally a wild and energetic dog, she's pretty gentle with children. 

She once scared off an intruder in our house.

She wants to be with me constantly.

The Bad: 

She wants to be with me constantly.

She has stashes of socks and wrappers under every bed and couch.

I've become a crazy dog person. (Ex: bringing home food from restaurants for her, paying for surgeries, carrying her around in a baby bjorn after surgery, worrying about her when I'm not home, giving her kisses, always looking for new toys, bathing with her so she's not as scared, feeling guilty on a nice hike or outing she would have enjoyed)

Dog hair.

The Ugly:

She's a little... hyper-vigilant when it comes to her guard dog duties. Neighbors, dogs, squirrels, and even leaves incur her full wrath if they are within earshot or she sees them from her perch on top of our couch in the living room. 

Stats at 18mo:

10" tall, 11lb

Pinky Age 2mo

Pinky in her favorite spot

Pinky and her Mom today