Today I received an email from a friend's mom asking how my dog, Daisy, was doing. She went on and on about how sweet she was when she visited and how she's never met such a nice dog. I answered back that she was great and was still sweet as ever. I failed to mention that Daisy is totally freaked out by any physical contact, hovering, clapping, dancing...or talking to her...or looking at her. I mean, she is a good dog, but is pretty much a wimp... a big wimp who yells at people when they have too much fun.
This is what she looks like.
