A Bit about Ginger

I thought I should give you a little background on Ginger and her role in the family. Ginger is a 3 year old Boykin Spaniel who still looks and acts like a puppy. She's all of 22 pounds of pure energy. She looks like a chocolate lab. I can't tell you how many times one of our neighbors comments on how big she's getting. We've lived here for 8 months and she hasn't grown an inch.
Ginger flunked out of obedience school as a puppy. Was it because the instructor called her a spazz? Or maybe she lost interest in her education when she was accused of smoking a cigarette in class.
The class was held in the parking lot of the pet store. Needless to say, if it wasn't nailed down it was going in her mouth. She dangled that cigarette butt out of the corner of her mouth as if she'd been smoking for years. One of her classmates ratted on her.
She has no regard for the value of money either. Ginger grabbed two, $100 bills off my dresser and devoured all except the picture of Ben Franklin. We saved her poop for a week and sent the pieces to the Federal Reserve. They sent us a check in return, believe it or not. This story did get her a write up in the local newspaper. I tried to keep the fame from going to her head.
These days she still likes to steal things left within her reach. She has become more studious however. Now she steals reading glasses, pens, books and the occasional shoe when she's looking for some attention.
Ginger believes the world revolves around her. She wants her biscuits when it suits her, toys when she says it's time to play. When she's ready to go to bed, she lets us know. And we'd better go or she'll fuss until we do. In other words, Ginger rules the roost.