As you might see from the picture she is adorable. Maybe too cute for her own good like tween YouTube celebrities and baby seals. Things this cute get away with just about anything.
That's definitely the truth for June. But don't let her fool you. She's got a brain too. She's at least a double threat and if you count her front paws that she adeptly works like hands with opposable thumbs, she's in solid triple threat territory.
But seriously, how cute is she?
June and I met on a fateful day in, you guessed it, June. Just a few short months ago I had no idea the whirlwind about to hit my already chaotic apartment and, honestly, life. But about 4 minutes into a shelter visit, she groggily put her head on my knee and looked up at me with eyes that said, "Please just get me outta her because I want to take a nap in peace."
Sold.
2 hours later, June was shedding profusely and drooling all over my front seat. I was freaked out. She was freaked out. And then, we were a pair. I can't imagine that's going to change anytime soon.
I've been regaling my mom, a diehard dog lover, with June's tales since then and we've already got a solid volume of classic stories that feel in need of sharing. June is just a young, 1-year old dog living city life and she's one of the bigger characters I've ever met. So when the suggestion came that I should commit to writing her noteworthy adventures because they're funny, I thought, "Not really what I expected to write about but why not?"
It definitely won't be boring.
Because with a favorite sleeping position like this:
She's my favorite. Her stories will make her your favorite too.
"What a piece of work you are!" I always say to her, picking up wet, shredded pieces of whatever that poor, destroyed thing was that she just dessicated.
She just wags her tail in a big circle and doesn't seem to disagree.
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