Aw Pet, the poor little mite is completely flaked out. When our dogs are like that they're not getting up to mischief. Our Conan (the vandal) is forever being told off for attempting to eat fresh flowers or stealing firewood from the log basket, both in front of us and more, much more.
Used to have a Dalmatian called Mistral (people used to think I said Minstrel) and a West Highland White called Pascal. The Dally was a bit highly strung (although so loving) so we got the Westie to try and calm him down. All that happened was we ended up with TWO crazy dogs. Broke my heart having to have Mistral put to sleep after his back legs went and he became incontinent (at a good age for Dalmatians of 14) so, once Pascal died from old age never got another dog.
My two, the top one is Toby a Spanish Mastiff crossed with a Spaniel and Sam a Yorkie crossed with a fruit bat. The little one is bright and in charge in a terrier way whilst the big one provides brawn and beauty but is an air head.
