To best introduce you to Rose Bud, I should probably just let you read some of what mom's already written over at her blog "Slightly UnSIVILized":
Our Daughter's Dog, Marley -
Well, actually our daughter's dog's name is Rose Bud. But if you have seen the movie "Marley and Me", you probably have a better understanding of why we prefer to call her Marley.
Dacey brought Rose Bud home when RB was only six weeks old and still a cute, fluffy, ball of innocence. Boy, can looks be deceiving! She was sweet enough in those early days, but that's what she wanted us to think. As the past twelve months have passed, we have indeed come to realize that our daughter's dog is a ten ton, demolition crew in a fifty-five pound, dog body.
I have often said that dogs take on the personality of their owner. This is a point that cannot be lost on Dacey and Rose Bud. Dacey is a beautiful hearted, kind, sweet spirited, young lady. But she is also a loose canon - very ambitious yet easily distracted - a friend to the very end, but lives life full speed ahead. She often acts before she thinks and tends to at times be a bit 'high-strung'. Rose Bud didn't stand a chance.
Over the next several weeks, Rose Bud did show improvement. Well, until this past weekend anyway. I don't know who spiked the dog treats, but for the "graduation day" of agility class, Rose Bud proved to be full of herself and filled to over-flowing with mischief.