Louis Vuitton

Tonight's writings are for our little Louis Vuitton.  Within the first few days of having her she came upon plenty of nick names:

Louie, Lou, Lou-Lou and Lou Lou Kachoo.

We almost never call her by her full actual name, I'd be surprised if she even

knew her actual name.

Lou Lou has a very interesting story.  She came to us at a time when we really didn't need another baby (at the time we had two others) and we

financially were already struggling.  There was a sign on the side of the road that had "free puppies" painted in large red letters.

"I just want to stop and look!"

It was one of the saddest things I've actually seen in person.  There were

6 or 7 puppies all laying in the dirt.  None of them jumped

up to greet us like normal puppies,

none of them could really stay awake (and were old enough to have 

been awake), and one of them

was laying in a pan of dirty water and hardly breathing.

I knew then we were taking one home.  I picked up the smallest

one I saw and she was nothing but skin and bones.

When we got her home we found that she was flea infested, worm infested, had sway belly, and was skiddish.

She was 7 weeks old and it broke my heart

Now, at 6-7 months old she is fat, vocal, and never without a wagging tail.

While we have some behavior issues (she still likes to potty in mommy's 

house!) she is one of the most

loving dogs I've ever seen.

She adores sitting there with her head in your lap

just getting love.

<3