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Thanks!

She has a wild story behind her, too.

In Merced CA, a Portguese hunter dumped her and her sister Darby in the desert, to either starve or be eaten by coyotes.

They were about 6 months old.

A kill shelter managed to catch them but they were still in danger as the Ibizan Hound parent club did not rescue ‘breed variants’.

*However*, a member of the club drove *8 hours* to snag the sisters, on her own dime and took them to no-kill shelter in southern Cali.

Long story short, I started a benefit auction, donating my own artwork, to gather the $1500 necessary to get them out and in forever homes.
Soon, others donated artwork and other items and I had enough.

It took almost 2 months, but “Tangerine and Marmelade” were soon on a plane, destined one for me in Maryland and the other, to a dear friend/dog rescuer in Omaha NE.

Gypsy had severe, congestive double pneumonia and for two weeks, I was not sure that I wouldn’t lose her.

But she lived, much to my ever-lasting joy.

Until I bought Seven, the Dobe, Gypsy was my “most expensive” dog, ever, 99% of the rest being “normal rescues”.

She still has psychological scars from her time in the desert, dodging coyotes.

If she’s sitting somewhere and I nudge her with my foot or she feels as if I’m “intimidating” her, somehow, she goes all Wolfen. LOL

I cut her the break.

Poor little pup has gone through an awful lot.