Betsy update:"a right little cracker"

Gina made me smile with an update for Betsy at the end of November. Betsy is from ​Ernest and Rosie's litter of eleven puppies.

"Hi Jane, 
I hope you and your family are recovering from the illness and sadness that you've had to endure this year.  
I thought it might brighten your day a little to hear how well Betsy is doing and much she is loved.
She's coming up to seven months old now, and is a right little cracker .  
She has a very happy outlook on life and charges around spreading joy wherever she goes.  She's utterly fearless which is great other than I think it contributes to her not so great recall (nothing I do is as exciting as a bird or a squirrel or a scent if she's in the mood to chase, and even favorite food treats don't cut it then).
Other than the recall not being great, and she's still  only young so that's fine (she/we will get better at it in time I'm sure) she's all I could ever have hoped for and more.
Her and Murdoch the cat are mates, it's very much Big Bro has now got an annoying but sweet little sister relationship, she steals all his toys and he lets her, she's always tail waggingly happy to see him whereas he's all very nonchalant about it, but they do seem genuinely happy around each other, and when they both climb up on my lap for cuddles at the same time I love it.  
She sleeps, eats and rests well while I'm working, she loves going new places, likes meeting up with other dogs for walks, and she's put a whole new spring into my Dad's step as he looks after her twice a week whilst I work in the office (he thinks the sun shines out of her little furry bottom and she loves him right back).
Here's a few snaps from the past couple of months, sorry they're not better quality, most are snapped on my rather old phone.  If you've ever seen the  'Where's Wally' books you can play the 'Where's Betsy' game with the beach ones  (she did give me a scare that day as she tore off after a bird and then another one and another one and just kept going practically around the headland.  She was awfully pleased with herself when I managed to catch up with her whereas I was suffering from adrenalin overload from the panic!).
Oh, she did manage to pick up Gairdia a month or so back, but even with the squits she was still as happy and playful as ever, and between the vet meds and a bland diet it was sorted it out thankfully.
The next chapter I suppose will be when she starts coming into season, I must admit I'm not looking forward to that part other than it being over and being able to get her spayed afterwards.  She's so friendly it's going to be a terrible time for her not being able to play with other dogs.
Best wishes to you all
Gina, Murdoch & Betsy"