Thought it would be appropriate to start this blog with my very first dog, Rosie.
Rosie was a beautiful Shetland sheep dog. She had a little pinkish mark on the white of her nose, and that's why we named her Rosie. She was a herder.
One memory that makes me laugh is that when anyone would get in the car to leave, Rosie would run circles around the car for a good five minutes like her life depended on it. She was trying to herd the person so they wouldn't escape.
The memory that makes our mom laugh, is the story about when Rosie jumped out the car window on her way to obedience class. She had been there the previous week and knew exactly where they were headed.
Sweet and Smart. Miss you Rosie!
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