She’s well-named: she was just a little bitty Pip, at 14 weeks of age, and I sure let out a squeak when I saw her. As did every other person to walk by.
I swear, this dog stopped traffic.
Dainty little sniff.
Slightly less modest. But very effective. Especially the begging paws.
Definitely not shy.
That expression cracks me up every time I look at it.
Abandoned. How could she?
Pause for vigorous scratching.