I know, I know, people who are obsessed with their dogs are probably annoying to those who don't have a dog, just like people who only talk about their kids are annoying to people who don't have kids (like me). Ely, however, is my baby, and anyone who doesn't find her adorable obviously has something wrong with them. Judge for yourself.
See? How can anyone say no to a face like that? If you don't fine her cute, however, please don't tell me and just stop reading, because you will most likely find me annoying. But I think she is the cutest little thing in the whole wide world (as I often tell her), and I find her very entertaining, and this blog, as you can tell by the title, will mostly be about her.
And while I'm talking about the title, let's discuss its meaning. I don't mean to imply that Ely (pronounced E-lee) HAS a deal, like there is something wrong with her, although sometimes I might disagree. It more means that we are constantly trying to figure out what's going on in her head. I really wish Cesar Millan would visit to give us some tips. But since that is most likely never going to happen, we are left with the task of trying to coexist with a live animal in our house who doesn't speak our language, and vice versa.
So by now I think you have found the answer to the second question about who or what Ely is. She's a Chihuahua/papillon mix, we think. We got her from the Humane Society, where they told us she was a Chihuahua/Yorkie mix, but having grown up with a Yorkie (RIP Lucy), I know she looks nothing like Lucy did. When we were paying for her, someone working there told us they thought she was part papillon instead of Yorkie, and that makes much more sense, with her big ears and long tail. So we say she's a Chihuahua/papillon mix, and we'll stick with that until we are told differently.
But really, it doesn't matter what breed she is, because, as I've already mentioned, she is the cutest little thing in the whole wide world, no matter what anyone says.
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