She’s a hot b*tch, a mix of two breeds: White Fisted Crap-Roller and Spotted Tailwagger. We adopted her here in Spain two months ago. She’d spent the first four years of her life in a shelter and didn’t know what a car or collar or leash was. Now she’s spoiled with beds all over the house and three walks a day. We even feed her sometimes. She doesn’t know I have dystonia, she just knows that I’m the source of the kibble.