She showed up at our front door when she was six weeks old. A state forest ranger rescued her and her siblings from a crazed dude in the middle of a divorce who'd just shot the pup's mom, and was fixing to shoot the pups. Ranger talked crazed dude out of shooting the pups, and one got dropped off at my place. Now... you about to face my daughter and tell her she can't keep the little armpit?
Nah, I couldn't either. We named her Lady, but she looks more like Spike from Gremliins. She's full grown and still smaller than a football (and easily mistaken for one in the dark).