Puppy Love

I have to laugh at myself sometimes with all my posts and photos of my adorable puppy Rexy. But honestly, he is such a love! 

I was raised with dogs in the home. When I was born we had a beautiful Silver Bar German Shepard named, Duchess. She was wonderful. My mom tells me that I would crawl all over her, sit on her, pull her ears and she would endure it for a while, then just get up and walk away. She lived to be 13 years old. Which for a German Shepard, is a long life span. 

After Duchess, we have mostly had  short-haired dachshunds. There was Sugar, Baby, Dundee and another Sugar. Then, after much begging and pleading, my parents bought me Sparky, a beautiful girl Dalmatian. Then Ginny, Digger and Sophia, all red doxies. 

When I went out to help my mom get a new puppy, I met Rex. I wasn't even looking for a puppy. But this sweet little, long-haired, red doxie boy just wanted to be held. I remember, I sat down on the living room floor to hold him and he crawled up my chest, put his nose almost touching mine, and just stared at me. Unblinking, he didn't even try to lick me. 

That was all she wrote, I was sunk, head-over-heels in love! 

This is, Rock Rex Stetson Day. I mean really! Look at those ears! 

He is the most amazing dog. First, he is super chill. Not much phases him. He loves to go riding in the car. (As long as he can sit on my lap.) I know you all won't believe this, (I have it on video!) but he goes potty on command. Seriously. He is just the best.

So there is all my lovey dovey talk about my little Rexy-love. He is the best!

~ peace, Amber