Chrissy was at the adoption shelter my vet runs. Someone had dumped her in someone elses back yard and the little girl of the house walked her over in tears. She didn't want this sweet puppy to die. My vet, being the hero he is, took her. When I came in they told me about her and now she lives with us too. She thinks she is still a puppy even though she is 6 years old. She CONSTANTLY is getting in trouble, but she has a heart of gold.
She doesn't really care for the cats, but is very well behaved around them. The bane of her existence is Pooka, who is madly in love with her and insists on scruffing Chrissy.
