I was going to review a book or 2 which I'd read, but I'm just not inspired. So instead I'll introduce Natasha, who is not mine.
My lawyer daughter rescued a dog in May. She told me it is a big dog; of course, I "yes,yes'ed" her, because everyone thinks a golden retriever is big, right? And she told me it was very furry; naturally, I thought the size of the dog would be all fur. Oh, and Natasha doesn't much care for men. Terrific. Because it's not like this family is 2/3 or so composed of men.
And then, for the Fourth of July weekend, Natasha the Russian Mountain Dog came to visit. Turns out that she is about the size of a female mastiff, but fluffier.
And she liked the Great Red Protector. Shannon said it's because he smells like her (and her daddy hopes she doesn't smell quite that poorly, as he said).
Natasha is really well trained. Follows her person around like a shadow. Doesn't bark. Doesn't beg. Doesn't counter surf. Doesn't even snag samples from the table or counter, although she easily could.
So Natasha will come to visit again, probably every 3 to 4 weeks, if her person follows previous patterns. Meanwhile, she's now a paralegal, I guess, since she sits in her person's office every day to confer with clients in their "pet friendly" building.
Happy Thorsday, everyone!