January 25th, 2009

This is our old mutt Voodoo, yes my husband named her. We got her in college for free from some woman in a trailer park giving away puppies She is 14 years old this month and the best dog our family could ask for.

At this point in her life’s journey she doesn’t require much. She is pretty low maintenance. She just needs her bowls to be full, a dog door and some scraps the kids cast off their plates “on accident”.

She was 7 when we brought our first baby home and we weren’t sure she was going to be able to adjust, but being the smart dog she is she realized she had better get with the program and accept them in to the pack if she was to stay herself.

Since that day I have called her Nanny Voodoo, as she watches over them. She is patient with the love tugs and hugs she gets. My little Beauty dresses her up and often sits on the floor with her and likes to act as her pillow. My son Indy can’t think of going to bed without her curled up on the floor of his room (which is getting harder and harder for her as she struggles to climb the stairs)

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