The kids can roll over, pull, or push Abbey and she takes it like a champ. The black hair that accumulates on our floor or the mad dash to the door when it knocks drives me bonkers. But really she is a sweet little thing with bad gas most the time.
We are glad we have her. I for one love her when Jon is out of town. She makes me feel safe with her loud bark and eagerness to protect the boys.
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