Hazel's dress

Hazel loves chewing on, ripping up and eating towels. I have no clue why. It started when we laid towels down in her crate during the day when we were at work. By the time we got home, she had obliterated them and eaten parts of them. She's definitely got an oral fixation - she's always chewing, licking or biting at something. Here's a pic of her with one of her towels on - she was rolling around with it, tearing it up and it somehow ended up on her back. She's a weirdo, but she's our cute weirdo!

Missing You

I've had that '80s song "Missing You" by John Waite in my head lately - the one that says "I ain't missing you at all since you've been gone away" and thinking about my puppy. I know it's a love song, but the "missing you" part applies to me missing the pup. I wish Hazel would have gotten along with her. I wish Kris and I hadn't given up so easily on her. But I'm sure she's in a better home now, with a dog that likes to play with her, or maybe no dog at all so she can be the center of attention, which is what she wanted.

I'm going to try to talk Kris into getting a dog next summer, a dog, not a puppy, but he doesn't think Hazel will get along with any other dogs no matter what age. I don't know about that. I think Kris is just being selfish and wants Hazel all to himself...