Trouble was Trouble

Trouble is trouble. Or at least she was as a puppy.. but what dog isn’t some sort of trouble as a puppy? She earned her name and everyone I introduce her to loves her name. Nowadays I describe her as the perfect dog.

She is my walking companion and the one that forces me to go on walks nearly every day. Even when temperatures dip a little too chilly for my taste, she leads me down the path we take and doesn’t take “let’s go home” for an answer until she’s good and ready to go home.

Trouble adores people and is personally offended every time we walk past someone and they don’t want to pet her. But she does get plenty of pets when I take her to work with me.

Trouble is Niya’s mother.