Allie

I have been blessed with having three dogs in my life.  All of them have been Bichon Frises.  I am a dog person, but have a place in my heart for all animals.  I missed National Dog Day last month, so I want to pay tribute to my little puppy (though she's 10 years old) Allie.  She is the family dog and when I moved out, I had to leave her with my parents.  I see her once a week, but still miss her company and the love she gives so freely everyday!

Allie

What can I say about Allie... she is probably one of the sweetest, most gentle dogs I have ever come in to contact with.  The dog has never showed signs of aggression or ever snarled.  She is a shy dog who is weary of strangers, but fiercely loyal to those she knows and loves.  She is lazy dog who love to snuggle underneath blankets and sleep.  Her head always has to be covered when she is laying down (kind of like a ostrich). If there is a pillow around...chances are Allie is laying under it.  Allie is tiny for her breed, was the runt of the litter, and weighs in at 9 lbs.  If it's just you and her, she follows you where every you go and loves to play hide and seek.  She has been the best companion to me & my family and can be trusted when alone 100%. 

Lilly- Allie's aunt.  Our other dog who sadly died at the age of 6 five years ago.  She was the opposite of Allie, always getting into trouble, which made you laugh and love her more!

Below is a favorite poem about dogs...makes my heart melt every time I read it.

The Perfect Dog

My son asked a question as little boys do

Of me in my wisdom and all that I knew.

“Is there a dog that is perfect?” he asked on a whim, 

Well, I thought and I thought about where to begin.

“He’d have ears that were floppy… or cropped and alert

And eyes that were sleepy… or perky and pert,

He’d leap like a bunny or sit in your lap

And run fast as horses… or opt for a nap.

“A dog that is perfect would be covered in spots

Or maybe one-color … and then have spots-not.

“He’d be small as a teacup… or big as a house,

With a nose that seemed flattened … or long like a mouse,

“He’d swim and he’d hunt with a coat flying free

Or be dainty and delicate … and ‘He’d’ be a ‘She’

As I struggled to answer, and not with a clue,

My son, with a smile, said, out of the blue,

With the wisdom of children, what he already knew…

The dog that is perfect … is the one next to you.

- John O'Hurley