Last week, we added to our already large animal family.
This is Sophie.
She’s probably the coolest Neapolitan Mastiff EVER. She’s somewhere between six and eight years old.
The things we love about her are already numerous.
- She doesn’t require a leash (unlike another dog I know…)
- Calm demeanor
- How her tail wags in a big circle instead of side to side
- She doesn’t bark much
- Already acts protective of us
- When she whines because Mike and I are both upstairs for a few minutes and she misses us
- She’s super sweet
- Dog snores
There is one thing I could live without:
I heard her farts are pretty intense too, but I’ve yet to experience one. Yay. She’s also, a food-stealing biotch. Anytime she can sneak around to the porch to eat Worm and Jafar’s cat food, she does. It doesn’t surprise me at all. I fight the good fight with Claquato eating McLovin and Everett’s food daily. Once I had to stop Everett from eating the dog food. I should have let her. She was only seeking revenge. Now that I think of it, who ISN’T a food thief around here? One chicken is named Catfood beause…you guessed it. The wild birds also steal cat food. Maybe there’s something about cat food I didn’t know? It seems to be the most sought after food around here…hmmm. But, I digress.
Sophie is an amazing dog and we are very happy to have had the opportunity to adopt her.