Pretty, Pretty Princess


I have a dog named Sarah who is about as high-maintenence as any animal could come. Don’t get me wrong, she is hilarious and adorable. But yes, quite a princess, too. (Which is why my husband and I laugh that she is called Sarah, a name that actually means princess. She came to us a year old and already appropriately dubbed.)

She hates water and loathes blowing air - anything that might mess up her mane or blow hair into her eyes. Although she does rub fish goo all over herself when we visit the lake. Don’t know if that’s quite up to royaly standards. But it sure is funny.

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