I can tell from the pictures what a great personality Daisy has, and how much you love her. And yes, terriers sometimes act like terrorists.

She is the cutest Li'l thing in the History of the World........

I always tell people that my Rat Terrier Mortimer is smarter than their honor student!

We really must arrange a playdate for Marley and Daisy. Have your people call my people.

Cute. But can Daisy pick your nursing home? Just asking.

Daisy is just too damn cute! And what a personality...I love the laughing picture.

You so belong here. And so does Daisy. I love the flossing and the same joke part. Cracked my shit up for sure!

Daisy is a gem.

And I'm so glad she dropped her slutty Vegas name.

Oh - you look really good in blue floofy skirts.

now that is a cute little naked doggie!

Rated this at the very first sentence!
Funny, isn't it, how big dogs never understand relative size, but little dogs not only understand it, they use it to their advantage...
I believe Daisy will not only pick your nursing home, in answer to Trudge164, she'll run it and see to it that you are co-leader of the pack.

happy :)

I'm totally gonna kidnap that adorable little furbaby!!

we had a terrier and we said he was a terrier rex, and a terriorist, and that we lived during the reign of terrier. i see we were not unique!

that is one adorable dog.

this made my morning, I gave a mental hug to both your Daisy doll and your self (hope you don't mind, we tropical people cant help being sunny and effusive).

If I had to die today leaving our Chickoo, you'd be the one I would want to leave him with (he is old and half blind tho).
I especially loved that about "under the bench - thud", "wears her ears up or down" and "tells the same joke over and over"

You are very creative. Nice to know you.

O and Indian style hug is mostly mental or verbal - we do not touch much in this country. We just say it or write it in sms messages and emails ;)

Hello Hello,
This is a 'two for one' comment. First, about your little friend - does she have a sister? I soooo want a pup like that!! Such a great personality!

Second: I tried to PM you this but couldn't get through so I'll just have to 'go public' with it.

Re: Your comment on Kent's blog about your treatment of an innocent water heater.....

I have been delegated by the Water Heaters of America & Canada to advise you that you are completely forgiven and can put your mind at ease in the matter of naughty laguage and bumping, slapping, whacking, and other apparent mis-treatment of your water heater.

The membership feels that this was behaviour that is far preferable to what "Crackbutt The Plumber" usually doles out to us.

In fact we have voted to give you our thanks for caring enough to pay attention to our difficulties. One of us is a lonely and solitary member of your houshold and appreciates any attention you care to lavish upon it; even if this is done only when it is having a problem.

Be of good cheer and rest easy.... we still loves ya.

Yers truli,
WHoA&C
"Keeping Your Butt In Hot Water"

I'm afraid that you could be right - your dog is cuter than my baby. I love her lineage!

Babies are way overrated. That dog looks awesome. That picture with Hank is particularly awesome.

Hank in Daisy's black mafia family? Huh? I don't know what BMF means.

Awwwww.

hello, hello...

I want to buy Vermin. I will pay 60 dollars for him, even without a face. I understand how faces can get chewed off suddenly....mine was many times....but it grew back .....all twisty skinned but ok....

not like Vermin. He is done. His face is from hell. He has o face-value to me, but i will make him a good dad.

The dog is ok. Cute,ja ja. But i have a much cuter dog in my life. Mia, a miniature little damn doberman. They are shrinking the german dogs, those damn chinese protestin all the time about their lama...

The dog reminds me of a dog i had. No, my sis liz did. lizzie loved her. beige. she frolicked. she was nervous, but nice. she got herself squashed....by a car...lizzie is not good with living things like plants and dogs and fish...

suzie q my big sis, shes 57 & a social worker,she believes in oxygen for everyone....


your dog is a fine dog, but teach it some math or some geometry! why the f..k not?

jim, in earnest..

Apologies, fellow readers/posters as I have a distinct advantage over all of you. I have the pleasure of knowing the author personally and know firsthand that no one can anthropomorphize an animal like she can. Maybe some day she'll tell all of us how this adorable Jack Russell/Monkey mix came to be named Daisy...

I love the dingo/hamster mix and selectively hard of hearing tag. I grew up with a Welsh terrier and later my parents got a Fox terrier. Terriers are a breed apart. (horrendous little beasts jk- well, most of the time jk)

"Apologies, fellow readers/posters as I have a distinct advantage over all of you. I have the pleasure of knowing the author personally and know firsthand that no one can anthropomorphize an animal like she can. Maybe some day she'll tell all of us how this adorable Jack Russell/Monkey mix came to be named Daisy..."

Don't make me come over there, "ckmiami." If that's even your real name...

Everyone: Thank you for letting me share her.

Littlewillie says he can tell how much I love Daisy. The truth is, I liked her right away - her pluck, her charisma - but we didn't love each other right away. She was homesick for the foster family she'd been with for months. I was sick with grief for another life and another dog. Silly, droopy, loyal girl, so brave at the end that I was ashamed of my own cowardice in letting her go. ("Alfalfa is no rocket scientist," her veterinarian used to say, "But if she were, who would believe her?")

Daisy hadn't asked to compete with a ghost. She didn't need to, and reminded me daily that could have charmed her way into any number of adoptive homes and hearts.

We share a home that isn't mine and will never be. As for hearts, she has mine now. She chews on it, and sometimes buries it in the yard like a rawhide chip.

Someday Daisy will make me sorry I let her have my heart. Love is loss that hasn't happened yet.

Knowing that, we hesitate. We have been afloat on the flotsam of our old lives; there is no safe place on the horizon. We weigh down our hearts and sink, trying to drown our vulnerability to grief and loss. If we are lucky, we remember then that love was worth the cost. We push our way to the surface and take what we crave, gulping it in. We choose an empty horizon and swim toward it.

That's when Daisy snags us by the collar and tugs us to shore, forgiving us for all our metaphors in exchange for a belly rub and some food.

Good dog.

Listen, bitch, MY dogs are cuter than anybody's babies!!!!!!!!

But Daisy is especially cute. I wish she could meet Pope, my chihuahua.....

Pope, your chihuahua?

Darn those keg parties at the College of Cardinals!

This makes my heart smile. I never learn that lesson either, that they always end up leaving us and breaking our hearts. The time with them is so wonderful though, isn't it? Here's to many, many years of running boxers into wooden benches. :)

Love this photo essay and your captions!

The title would be a great bumper sticker, but I think it would scan better if it read "My dog is cuter than your stupid baby."

This is hilarious, and I don't even like small dogs. Long live Daisy!

I HAD a dog named Dingo! Sweet!

oh my god in heaven, this is the best thing ever!!!! A Daisy photo essay! you have made me very happy on a questionable day. she is so freaking cute and you are soooo funny. and Daisy's BMF is a handsome hunk of canine. love love love and gratitude for every hilarious caption.