As a puppy, Indy came to live with the family next door in 1993 or 1994. She was supposed to have been an Australian Shepherd, but she turned out to be a mix that must have included some sort of shepherd. She loved to herd people.
What sort of breed she was didn't matter in the least. She was the most adorable, sweet little dog I've ever known, and I loved her like she was mine. Even though she lived next door, she came to visit my husband and me frequently. She'd bark at the back door, sometimes the front door, until it was opened and she would come right in. After looking at and sniffing anything new or different, she'd hang out with us awhile. Of course she'd get a lot of attention and a few treats before she'd go home. Sometimes she'd just hang out in our back yard and, if we happened to be eating outside, wait for one of us to accidentally (of course) drop something that she could gobble up.
Throughout the 13 or 14 years she lived, Indie was a favorite of everyone who knew her, even people who said they didn't like dogs. She had a good life, a long one for a little dog, but she didn't live nearly long enough to suit me. I'll always remember and love sweet little Indy.
What sort of breed she was didn't matter in the least. She was the most adorable, sweet little dog I've ever known, and I loved her like she was mine. Even though she lived next door, she came to visit my husband and me frequently. She'd bark at the back door, sometimes the front door, until it was opened and she would come right in. After looking at and sniffing anything new or different, she'd hang out with us awhile. Of course she'd get a lot of attention and a few treats before she'd go home. Sometimes she'd just hang out in our back yard and, if we happened to be eating outside, wait for one of us to accidentally (of course) drop something that she could gobble up.
Throughout the 13 or 14 years she lived, Indie was a favorite of everyone who knew her, even people who said they didn't like dogs. She had a good life, a long one for a little dog, but she didn't live nearly long enough to suit me. I'll always remember and love sweet little Indy.
As a puppy, Indy came to live with the family next door in 1993 or 1994. She was supposed to have been an Australian Shepherd, but she turned out to be a mix that must have included some sort of shepherd. She loved to herd people.
What sort of breed she was didn't matter in the least. She was the most adorable, sweet little dog I've ever known, and I loved her like she was mine. Even though she lived next door, she came to visit my husband and me frequently. She'd bark at the back door, sometimes the front door, until it was opened and she would come right in. After looking at and sniffing anything new or different, she'd hang out with us awhile. Of course she'd get a lot of attention and a few treats before she'd go home. Sometimes she'd just hang out in our back yard and, if we happened to be eating outside, wait for one of us to accidentally (of course) drop something that she could gobble up.
Throughout the 13 or 14 years she lived, Indie was a favorite of everyone who knew her, even people who said they didn't like dogs. She had a good life, a long one for a little dog, but she didn't live nearly long enough to suit me. I'll always remember and love sweet little Indy.
What sort of breed she was didn't matter in the least. She was the most adorable, sweet little dog I've ever known, and I loved her like she was mine. Even though she lived next door, she came to visit my husband and me frequently. She'd bark at the back door, sometimes the front door, until it was opened and she would come right in. After looking at and sniffing anything new or different, she'd hang out with us awhile. Of course she'd get a lot of attention and a few treats before she'd go home. Sometimes she'd just hang out in our back yard and, if we happened to be eating outside, wait for one of us to accidentally (of course) drop something that she could gobble up.
Throughout the 13 or 14 years she lived, Indie was a favorite of everyone who knew her, even people who said they didn't like dogs. She had a good life, a long one for a little dog, but she didn't live nearly long enough to suit me. I'll always remember and love sweet little Indy.
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