daffy, who only a few days ago was full of fear has exploded into a nutty playful pup. i can barely remember her fear - i hope she can barely remember it too, although i know she does when it comes to things that are new for her - walks, car rides, being in stores. but with exposure, i know that will change. she's already been on 2 walks, but has to have ollie or quizzie with her to be confident.

life has been different for her since i pulled her from baldwin park shelter where she was covered, covered in mange. she wouldn't come inside, now she happily does so. once she got used to being inside, she then was horribly fearful of going outside in my yard at night - now she runs outside in the moonlight, full of glee. toys were unfamiliar to her - now she's a hoarder of them. she used to not eat much - well, that sure has changed since she steals food from ollie-pie. she used to only want to be in her metal cage - now she runs up into bed and cuddles close. she used to cling to me when i held her - now she is relaxed and loving, rolling over so her belly is up, all while in my lap. she used to not know how to give kisses - now after watching quizzie lavish them on me, she does the same.

she still cowers when i go to get her and that is sad to see. but she will come to me if i'm patient (and have a treat).

she's starting to enjoy life and that is beautiful. i can't wait for her fur to grow in from her horrible mange. right now, she's a work in progress, a mystery.

she will be needing a permanent home with someone who is patient and good with someone who is shy initially. the reward will be tons of love and affection from little daffodil. daffy is 10-12 months old and is a doxie/pointer mix.