I think it was the look that Plyushka gave me when I first saw her that sealed it for me. A long, hard, dignified stare that popped out of her white little face, through one blue and one brown eye.

Not to mention her ears.

Or the fact that her tail wags up and down not side to side.

It really is just as well that she is deaf or else she would have disowned me already for the songs I sing to her about how beautiful she is and she would be completely conceited already from all the adoring comments she gets on a daily basis, not just from me but also from passers by.

All this, and she keeps me fit and she gets me out of work earlier as I can't wait to get home to see her.

I love her.

P.S.: I was adopted from Katia's dog shelter.

P.P.S.: The last two photos were added in August 2007. I am now about to relocate to the UK!

Pliushka Braving the Fierce Rapids of Podmoskovie