This was the first of many Christmas photos with our fourth little girl.
Because we had a swimming pool in the backyard of our house in Palm Springs, we wanted her to know how to get to the steps if she ever fell in. So we occasionally put her in the water and made her swim to us at the steps of the shallow end. She HATED this. Can you see the look of panic in her eyes?
Bonnie had the run of the backyard and she loved being outside. She wore a path around the perimeter of that space, hunting lizards, bugs and whatever else she could find. (That's the trademark of the breed -Westies were bred to seek out and dig for a whole variety of vermin.) We often saw only her wagging tail sticking out of a bush. I didn't ever want to know what she'd found.
She has endured lots of being dressed up by the girls and has also been embarrassed by a holiday hair bow or two. Her sweet nature made her the perfect dog for active, loving little girls - she's always been right in the middle of every family activity, even helping us open gifts on birthdays and Christmas.