Sunday, February 10, 2008
Honey is a Lhasapoo, a cross between a Lhasa Apso and a Poodle. She is the only company I can tolerate when I write, because she is as laid-back as can be—Honey enjoys sleeping on the lounging chair of my office while I work. This sweet little dog joined our family rather by default. Years ago, my husband and I went to the SPCA with the intention of adopting a cat. They didn’t have any kitten that day, so we retuned home with Honey—who was a ten-month-old pup at the time—and we never regretted it. Now Honey is almost seventeen years old. She is somewhat blind, half-deaf and completely rotten. Yeah, we do spoil the old girl quite a bit.