Her name is Belle. We call her Belley. (pronounced exactly like you think it is “belly”) For good reason.
She is a 2 and a half year old mutt, and I love her.
Most people who see her for the first time think she is an overweight fox, if that gives you any indication of her actual size.
And yes, that derpy grin NEVER leaves her face.
She decided to come inside tonight for some toy-time. She usually is an outside dog. Once she gave us all her smiles and tossed that poor purple…thing…around a bit, she wanted back out.