One Year

It has been one year since our dear, sweet Roxy came into our life. I must say if there was ever a more perfect dog, Roxy is it. She has settled in so well and is such a game little dog ready for what ever comes her way. When Covid is over and life returns to some sort of normal we will have to take some nice long road trips as car travel is one of her favorite joys.  

When we brought her home one of the breeders requirements was that she travel in a crate, which we dutifully obliged. But she was six years old not a puppy so after arriving home I folded the crate up and it is stored in the attic. Roxy has never had an accident and lets us know when the need to go out to the garden is necessary.  She enjoys a good walk, has never missed a meal, lets us know when there is something afoot but never barks just to be heard. 

During Covid and MeMa's battle with cancer she has adapted well to our quarantined life. She is so in-tuned with MeMa and recognizes when MeMa needs some extra snuggle time. The neighbors have all fallen in love with her sweet nature. 


 

When she first arrived Roxy would watch out the front window but never bark, she would watch goings on but remain silent. After a few months she decided that the neighborhood was part of her domain. Besides a shared hatred for squirrels she has a big hatred for the UPS delivery vehicles. Both receive a sound scolding until out of her sight. 

When bedtime approached Roxy is the first one ready to call it a day.

When we take too long getting ready for bed Roxy will attempt to speed things up by pulling down the bedding.