It's a special day in our household. Six years ago my hubby and I ventured to South Dakota in an ice storm to pick up our Schatzie from the rescue. She was approximately 11 weeks old, a breeder surrender and scared to death of everything. My hubby had to climb into the crate to get her to come out. It took her three days just to make eye contact with us. Fortunately she had a good big sister that taught her the ropes and brought her out of her shell. Today she is the front line in our Homeland Security System, the dog that is always in the lead, very gentle with all her toys, makes sure her sister behaves (full time job:) our big goof ball and just a real sweetheart.
Happy Gotcha Day Schatzie
photos from 2012