Ruby was a rescue. I knew nothing about German Shepherd's and it had been about 10 years since I'd done the whole puppy thing. It should have been a hint when the volunteers of the rescue group went to walk her. One of them said "I don't think she's ever been on a leash before". She was being pulled down the aisle all 4 feet splayed out like a polar bear. I think I was meant to find her because she was extremely challenging and luckily if nothing else, I have patience. I called my mom when we got home the first day and asked if they can perform exorcisms on dogs!? :) We went through 4 trainers before finding one who understood her. She just loves my Dad-and he spoils her like a granddaughter!
People at work make fun of me because I talk about her the way people talk about their children. She is my child. She makes me laugh. Yesterday the water company was doing work on our street-putting in fire hydrants (basically making a mess of things). When we walked, we had to go from sidewalk to the street because there are big piles of dirt. I would tell her "over" the little streams of mud in the gutter. Today she did it without me having to tell her. Just sooooo smart. Definitely GT! :)
As a puppy-can't you see why I fell for her-we never thought she'd grow into those wonky ears!
Loves to play with hula hoops-good for me because they are cheap!
My little explorer.
My fearless girl-we don't get snow very often in Texas--she just laid down in it like it was white grass.