Some of you have already read about Chiquita in an earlier post. If not, you can catch up
here. I feel it would be unfair to give her any additional coverage in this very official contest.
It is now time to introduce you to Frankie, my mother's
Papillion. Max and I have been lovingly calling him Frank The Tank because he's gotten a little thick around the middle. My mom, Julie, brought Frankie out to the Youth Ranch one day to see how he'd do. Frankie is an indoor dog who rarely gets to leave her house, so she was a little nervous not knowing how he would react to freedom and especially to the horses.
Frankie was amazing. He saw the horses and never even reacted. It was as if he'd been around them every day of his life. We were all so happy for Frankie getting to run around and be a dog and so proud that he was a model visitor.
Now our question to you--who would be your best in show? Here is your chance to
FINALLY comment on our blog. Go ahead, don't be scared. The most you'd have to type is one word. (If you're feeling especially brave, you can explain why.) You can do it! Click on the comment section and write away. You don't even have to set up a Blogger account--just click the
anonymous button and then just sign your name with your comment. Little dogs are counting on you. This is really important stuff. (OK, we're desperate for some interaction from our peeps.)
Will it be
Chiquita
or
Frankie?
The Choice is yours.
Frank the Tank by a mile. Congratulations to Frankie and to his very aggressive owner. They were quite a powerful duo. With his charming looks and her illegal campaign fundraising, they had it in the bag. I don't think Chiquita's owners knew what they were up against. 
