But here is the little queen at 4 weeks!! Oh my god. She is the one in the lower right; the smallest of the litter, with a little pink ribbon around her neck. Mike scratched her little chicken chest and when he stopped, she whined and pawed at him. He was a goner. He did NOT want a poodle, mind you; he did it for me. To this day he says we have 'a dog, and a poodle.' But I think he likes her all right.
And here she is at 11 weeks, the day we picked her up. We drove the 2 hours home and were smitten before we got there. I could not believe how adorable she was. We took her home and after the Big Howdy she immediately, at 11 pounds, booted Cody (80 pounds) away from the water dish. He politely gave in to the little brat. Big mistake. She never stopped being the boss, and 4 years later she is still pushing him around.
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