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Penny & Bridgette on July 10, 2017

Today was hotter than blazes where we live. Usually for Penny, no problem. Bridgette, as indicated in the previous post, does not do well in heat or wind. We walked this morning around 7 am. It wasn't too bad, but the heat was coming on fast. On most days, The Girls can hold on until later afternoon, but that was not to be today. The peak heat of the day heat hit in early afternoon. Penny insisted on going out, so I figured we could walk around the block and that would be it. Bridgette tried to hold her ground. She didn't like the feel of things the second she walked outside. She really wanted to return to the apartment where it was nice and cool.  Penny pulled. Ahhh...what to do? Penny won. As usual! She led the way up to the dog park about a 1/2 mile away. Before we got there, The Girls sought respite on the Village Green a large park with a huge expanse of green grass. The sprinklers were hissing on about half of the field, which provided small pools of water enough for ...

The Dog Blog of Penny & Bridgette

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A LITTLE HISTORY - before Penny & Bridgette there was Iona The story of Penny and Bridgette began with Iona, the most beautiful, sweet West Highland White Terrier (Westie) whoever lived. Everybody loved Iona. That's her above: I wanted a dog in my life and I decided on a Westie, so I set off for Hemet on a warm spring day in 2002. The ad had said there was a litter of puppies 5-6 weeks old. When I arrived, I found all boy dogs in a child's playpen ( s ans the child). How would I ever choose? They were all so cute. The breeder pointed out the mother and grandmother of the puppies, who were peering through a glass door. They were agitated, squealing and barking, as if they knew I was there to take one or more of their babies. The breeder's son yelled: "SHUT UP!!!!" They calmed down. I asked about the possibility of a girl. "Well, I have one in the back. I really wanted to keep her, but..." her voice trailed off as she left the room. ...