After finding homes for five puppies found on the beach after the death of their mother, I found Frida trotting toward us on the busy highway. At first I thought she was a big rat. Cars were speeding by. Of course, she came home with me.
and very quickly grew into top dog,
be it top of the steps
For the fifteen or more years Frida lived with me, this is where she was most of the time, checking out the neighborhood and occasionally barking at someone who didn’t belong there.
First there was Frida, then Diego.
Frida was suspicious
Morrie looking up hopefully
Morrie in his younger days was my houses’s main pest. His consumption of three dog beds and a cat bed within a month’s period had something to do with it. When I got back from my writing retreat in December, Morrie had totally torn up Frida’s bed and left Diego’s untouched. Bad boy!!!
He said: Bow
Sadly, Frida left us, leaving Morrie and Frida to tussle it out over who was top dog.
And Frida’s ashes went into this effigy which we concreted in place on her favorite place on the dome, to watch for as long as I have any say in the matter.
I only hope she is watching and knows.
Well, I am, Mom.
Yoli thought Brian was top dog, from the first.
Diego has had a few embarrassing periods he thought unbecoming to a top dog.
where he found other dogs to feel superior to.
and surprise, surprise, Diego sorta missed her..
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
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Looks like you have a difficult choice determining who is top dog at your house, Judy! Adorable pics of all the top dogs. Thanks for linking up with Sunday Stills!
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just put the correct link on your blog. Sorry about that.
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Actually, I have no say in the matter. They are the ones still trying to decide. When Frida was alive, it was no contest, but since she died the other two have been tussling it out.
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Sure they are, because we love them all, top dogs and top cats!
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Oooo, Frida is still on the roof! ❤ How lovely.
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