Missy

This is Missy.  Missy is almost 17 years old.  She is healthy, eats great and has no problem with loss of movement.  She tears out the door just like always.  Maybe just a little slower, but that could be because she is blind and almost deaf.  She can see light and that is all.  These pictures were taken under my Bradford Pear tree.  It covers most of the back yard and the shade is so dense that no sunlight gets through, ergo no plant life under the tree.  And it is always about 10 degrees cooler under this tree.  Missy loves it.  But she still hates Honey.  That is going to be a problem.  Duncan is just plain petrified of her.  Jock is very jealous and hates her.  It will be a real chore incorporating her into the household. But I will  get it done.

And here is Honey.

She has not learned to do her business outside yet.  Every time I take her out, she just sticks like glue to my feet.  She is a sweetie and she is only about 8 weeks old if that.  She was nothing but skin and bones when I found her.  She is filling out nicely.  My son brought his new pit puppy over Sunday for a play date.  Yep, this pitty just showed up in his yard and it was only about 3-4 weeks old when it found it's way into his yard.  No chip for either one of these pups.  Anyway, he brought Baby over to play with Honey.  Honey played him out.  He finally lay down in the kitchen floor and went to sleep.  She just kept pulling on his tail, ears and face, but he would not wake up.  He was more than ready to go home when my son took him.  He has a lot of energy, but he can't hold a candle to Honey.  She is like the energizer bunny.  My windows are about 1 foot from the floor and she stands in the window in the utility and guards the cul-de-sac.  She barks at every thing and everyone who comes into the cul-de-sac.  I think she will be a good watch dog.  She will certainly keep me moving.