the crazy mutt fell into our lives august/september time. she was a surprise birthday present gone horribly wrong. my brother thought she'd be a great gift to my mum. but, seeing as tara has the same energy and crazy levels as keith moon - and the same tendency to knock things over, rip everything apart and destroy treasured possessions - and my mum gets very nervous and has never had a dog let alone a mad golden lab pup, they weren't a good match.
so one day i suggested we take tara for the day so mum could chill out. we already have two dogs and a big fenced-in yard so the pup could let off some steam.
we went to pick her up and mum asks if we don't mind having her overnight. which was fine. the next day mum says maybe it's best if tara doesn't come back. bless her.
she's definitely in a better place with us. still crazy but surely mellowing a lot. and here she is, in all her adorable puppy glory:
how can you say no to that? well, we do, often. especially when she's chewing on the sofa. tara, no. or chewing on shadow, our terrier mutt. tara, no. sigh.
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