Hi Jim. What a fun mix you have there – thank you for sharing her with us ❤️

He sounds lovely!

Now, almost six months later, everyone loves her. My mom, who was the most against me owning a dog, nicknamed her a nonsense word “Poopskie,” my stepdad, who sneaks her treats when he thinks im not looking, my friends, who call her “rat” and “crackhead” and make claims that Dixie is me in canine form, and my boyfriend of three months loves her almost as much as i love her, even going out of his way to carry my crazy bags i pack whenever we go into the woods in his backyard and carrying her over creeks as she deadweights in his arms. She sometimes sleeps in my bed at nights, but i have to kick her out when she becomes a bedhog. In the mornings she likes to cuddle when im half asleep. She loves her lacrosse ball my boyfriend found for her, and running and playfighting with other dogs, but hates water, and has even lead me on wild chases when i was drenched in water and covered in soap. Sometimes when im out with friends or at school, i would randomly get emotional because i missed my dog. She might be really awkward when i cry in front of her, but never shied away from me when i was frustrated from life and angry at the world. She would let me scratch her tummy or head until i calmed down, and only asked for a playfight with her mom in return. She also knows not to leave our yard, and only left once due to the people next door letting their roosters loose and dangerously close to our house, some even pecking at the pole for our mailbox

She’s definitely a quirky dog, a medium sized black dog, her body resembling a lab but her face structure like a schnauzer. She hates the sound of lightsabers and the Obi Wan cloak i own, and sometimes sleeps with her paws in the air. As crazy as she gets over new people, even people who often come over, seeing my boyfriend (who also jokes that Dixie is the only kid we will have at the moment) is when she’s happiest. She’s a runner and a jumper, but i never saw a dog who flies at eighty miles an hour crash into some ones legs until he dropped me off after we patched up a really nasty argument that broke us up for two weeks. Taking pictures of her result in some comical photos worthy of showing my best friends, who cherish all the snout pics and blurry shadow pics of her. When she jumps on me, she stretches her arms and widens her eyes before jumping back down. I luckily dont have to worry too much about her shedding (I’m allergic to dogs), and she’s pretty easy going with rules, but is ridiculously smart, to the point where I taught her fetch in twenty minutes, and she taught herself to open the twisty tops to the peanut butter pretzels. She also instantly knew that our two cats are not food or playthings, and from the start coexisted with them easily.

Dixie has been a great dog from the start, and i have a feeling theres going to be so much more for my pupper in the many years to come… my boyfriend recently began talking to me about the future, and the first thing we talked about was her, and my parents promise to never get rid of her.