Dubious start

My name is Daisy, I’m not sure why my daddy called me that but he thought I was as cute as one. I was born in the SFV to a family that were backyard breeders… I’m not sure what that means but all my brothers and sisters had already found their homes and families. My last sister and I were left when mom and dad came to check us out. My sister was very shy but I am not, so as soon as my daddy sat down in the yard I ran up pushing past my sister and jumped into his lap. Daddy is very kissable so I gave him super duper Doberman kisses till he fell over and jumped all over him wiggling my butt cause he was mine.

Daddy and mommy brought me home were I met my best Bo Bo, Alex. Alex was much older but he was very patient and kind. Alex was sick with “wobblers” but daddy and mommy adopted him as well so he would have a great life for as long as he wanted. Alex showed me how to be a great Doberman and when he was in pain I snuggled with him to make him feel better. One day he told daddy that it was time for him to go over the rainbow. That day daddy cried but I licked away all his tears but by then daddy had brought home my little sister Sasha, she’s a Husky and crazy…😍

Now I have a really big fur family with Sasha, Ares and these funny fuzzy things called cats. I don’t mind the cats except Spot, she’s a little pushy but she likes my little brother Ares so I guess she’s ok. Life is great here now and I know I’m the Queen cause Ares always hides behind me when he’s scared.