Such a Diva

She’s my baby. I chose her when she was only 6 weeks old and got her when she was 8 weeks old. The choice I had to make between her and her siblings wasn’t difficult. She immediately hovered around my feet, growling in her puppy voice to warn the siblings to stay away. She claimed me, I guess, first and foremost.

I have spoiled her, no doubt. She loves attention and affection and demands it on a second by second basis. She is persistent to a fault and never takes no for an answer. She is constantly in motion, circling clockwise and running…unless it’s first thing in the morning. Then, and only then, is she quiet and still as she snuggles beneath the bed covers. Eyes peeking out as I get dressed, she watches me and makes no move to get up until I am almost finished and I ask the magic question…”Want to go outside?”  Then she springs into action, tail wriggling so fast it makes her back end shake.

Such a doll…such a baby.  My Zoe Girl.