Ruthie: 3 and a half months old...


This is Ruthie the first day I got her. I remember how stressed out I was. I felt lost without Abbey . I was confused, I felt I was rushing into something I wasn't ready for. I lost hours of sleep and and weight over thinking. What if she barked? What if my landlord was mad because she was a puppy? What if she became destructive? What if she is too smart for me? What if she is too funny lookin'? Oh the insecurities. As it turns out she is the most fun ever. Except when sh e is untying my shoelaces during obedience class.