There have been various dogs in my life from pure-breeds to cross-breeds, I've had rescue dogs and plenty of waifs and strays in between. When I was small I brought a dog home that I'd found tied up outside our local shop. My Dad took it back to find the distraught owner outside, who'd only nipped in for some milk. (Funnily enough I've never tied any of my dogs up outside shops)
Anyway, I digress. My current "baby" is a 5 year old Bichon called Flossie who has lived with us since she was 8 weeks old.
|Flossie was unimpressed with her crappy birthday present!|
Apparently, Bichon Frise ( bee-shon free-say)!! translates as "curly lap dog". I'd say that's a pretty accurate description. Flossie is curly and likes to sit on my lap. Nuff said.
|Lounging on the beach.|
Historically, Bichons were found in the circus as performing dogs often wearing tutu's. Probably because they're so good at standing on their back legs and jumping about, which is what Flossie does when you say the word "biscuit". Sometimes we drop the word randomly into conversations for our own entertainment. Cruel? Maybe. Funny? Definitely.
One thing that has to be said about dogs in general is their unwavering loyalty. They don't care if you aren't wearing any make-up, or the latest designer clothes. They are always happy to see you. They instinctively know when you are sad and join in when you're happy. Flossie is always particularly impressed with my singing and sits down to listen whilst wagging her tail, even though I can't sing a note. That's got to be admired.