Yep, here they are. Finding two dogs with such different temperments wasn't easy.
The little dog. Half daschund, half chihuahua, half who knows? Yes, that's right, three halves. Because one of those halves is nothing but flat out meanness. I'm guessing alligator blood runs in her veins. I gave each of the dogs a rawhide chew the other day and came in to find the little dog had the big dog backed into a corner. Mean.
And this one. Her theme song should be "Oops, I did it again." Eating dead things and puking them back up. Getting chased by the baby horse and each time being completely surprised. But the winner was when she got skunked last week. Twice in 2 days. Now she is only allowed outside at night with supervision. At least until the skunks hibernate.
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