She thinks she's so hot.

Steal you blind, and not give a lick what say. Thinks she owns everything. Doesn't have an environmental bone in her body. She's rude and loud and obnoxious.

That's my little republican dog Wendy.

She rules the other 2 big dogs with an iron hand. We call her the disrupter and the tattle tail. She is out dog with "issues" and we love her but damn, she is really something.

We got her from the pound. She was so little, a mix of who knows what, just standing there chewing on a bucket while a bigger Dalamation humped her. We think that is what gave her her issues. It took me forever to convince my husband and two boys not to name her Humpy.

:evilgrin: :bounce:
Guess I don't even get the home edition of "Jeopardy," either. :(

She has never had a friend in her life of 10 years. She is amoral and apolitical. Adopted at 8 weeks and treated the best we could do, which was pretty damned good. She does not like anyone, even though she is doctored, fed and pampered and cuddled until she bites.

Happy Birthday is her name. Lovely long hair calico. Personality of a rotten fruit. Pees all over the place no matter what we do, and we have done everything short of putting her in a cage with a raccoon. I think she might have a mental disorder.

She may be a carrier of mental illness. I know I'm not feeling too good myself.

Wendy might just drive Crappy Birthday over the edge. Then we could put on mail armor and give her some drugs or something.

to no one, not even Crappy Birthday. Although, Wendy loves me dearly and showers me with licks until it hurts. That's usually after she gets leftover salmon or chicken.