A lot has changed in the past couple of weeks.... some really great news is I inherited my parent's dog. Friends, meet Ivey Blossom Bailey (named by my Dad) aka Ivey B, bebe, Ivey and lots of other unmentionable names when she pukes in my room from eating grass.So, here is your warning that my blog might become an obnoxious, my dog is the best, kind of blog... because let's face it, she is the best.
Ivey seems to be part pig. Her belly is pink and she has little spots everywhere. She oinks and roots around a lot too. Ivey enjoys sleeping on the couch like a human (even though she is not allowed on the couch, she sneaks her snoozes), barking extremely loud, dragging her rear end across anything she can find, getting her belly rubbed, freaking out big time when asked if she wants to go on a walk and dragging me down the stairs.
Things Ivey is not so good at: running, sleeping without snoring, playing with big dogs and not drooling everywhere.
Ivey seems to be part pig. Her belly is pink and she has little spots everywhere. She oinks and roots around a lot too. Ivey enjoys sleeping on the couch like a human (even though she is not allowed on the couch, she sneaks her snoozes), barking extremely loud, dragging her rear end across anything she can find, getting her belly rubbed, freaking out big time when asked if she wants to go on a walk and dragging me down the stairs.
Things Ivey is not so good at: running, sleeping without snoring, playing with big dogs and not drooling everywhere.
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