She barks, she chews, she mooches, she smiles

August 20, 2006

.. . . and she thinks she's a lap dog - the second you sit on the couch, she's on your lap, all 34 pounds of her.

We've found that Roxy does in fact bark, an odd sort of muffled bark. She doesn't bark at the dogs in the next yard (though they certainly don't return the favor) and she doesn't bark when someone knocks on the front door. She does, however, occasionally bark at absolutely nothing.

We've also found that she chews up toys - Alana's baby doll was the first victim. We're considering what to do about this - so far, she's only chewed up stuff when she's alone in the house. We're experimenting with blocking the doorway, so she's confined to the livingroom.

She's a big moocher and always hoping for a treat. And she has a weird "smile" where she lifts one side of her mouth when you talk to her.

The cats are still annoyed, but what's surprising is that Rudy, the biggest 'fraidy cat in the world, is standing his ground with Roxy, while that macho cat, Casey, spent days cowering upstairs (I don't think he came downstairs for three or four days). I thought it would be quite the opposite.

She's quite a character. So far, except for the toy destuction, she's turned out to be a great family dog.