I
have 2 dogs, a male German Shepherd called Mishka (which means teddy bear
in russian) who I have been lucky enough to have had since he was a pup,
he is now 5. Mishka is everything you would expect from a GSD, loyal,
attentive, stoic and reliable.
Daisy
is 2 years Mishka's junior to the day, they both celebrate their birthdays
on valentine's day. Daisy came along when she was around 6 months old,
brought in to the PDSA with a 
broken
back leg, ribs and spirit;courtesy of an unappreciative previous owner.
After a spell with us at the hospital, she began to open up a little but
was then taken straight from ourselves (by the owner) to the local kennels
as with a broken leg she was now unwanted.
Poor Mishka puts up with so much...
With
a cast on her leg, the poor girl had to be kept in the kennels for a further
week, with minimal exercise and little company. After convincing my parents
(who regularly look after my dogs when im away) they should come and look
at this poor lab cross (mother had a thing against rotties-but i knew
if she saw her she would rethink..) we took her home. A little 'defensive'
at first, Daisy has now settled in well, and is the comfort dog of the
household, who likes nothing 
better
than ear rubs, hoovering food and stealing anything Mishka has.
I wont sit still.com
Mishka is cramped in the biggest bed available!
Catchin some z's at a party.
Daisy dressed as an ewok.