After Brody I don't think I have ever been as sure as fast that a dog would not be leaving us. (When I agreed to take her I really hoped she might be the perfect second dog for Mum. Now? Hands off Ma!) Perhaps it's her sad history of bouncing from home to home. Perhaps it's the glee she finds in play. Maybe it's her cute little face although it's not usually my favourite look.
She's too small, too anxious, too hard to house train (tho it's better - much better) and the wrong breed (not that I have clue what the right breed is mind you).
Will she do agility? She certainly will at home - I have no real sense of if she'll want a competitive career in the sport though! She thoroughly enjoyed her first exposure to it in a tunnelers class this fall.
She is fearless, bold, saucy, engaging, interested in life and a great snuggler. Like all of the rest of the dogs here I would likely not have chosen her as a member of the permanent crew however I'm delighted Fate had something else in mind.