My Pris angel was a beautiful Scottie whose leash was always pulled tight. She was always ready for action... my protector, my shadow, my friend.
Pris had a really cool Biker Jacket-- the back had a large bone painted on it-- the words on the back read :
"BAD TO THE BONE" !!
As for the hat????? That had to be her LEAST favorite thing in the whole, wide , wonderful world !!!
Pris in her winter woolly fur..... ALWAYS curious !
My Pris always watched everything that went on in her world. She was MASTER of all she surveyed. She was intensely serious about her territory and was just as intense in the love she shared with her family.........
