As far as I’m concerned, the only dog breed is the miniature schnauzer.
My husband says our two schnauzers — a boy, Kaiser, and a girl, Bailey — are “needy” for me.
I tell him, “They’re not needy! They’re just … loving.”
My husband Marshall tells me that when I go into a room and close the door, Kaiser and Bailey stand as still as a statue with their noses against the door until I return.
Marshall will send me pictures on my phone with the caption: “Needy.”
When I sit down on the couch with my cup of coffee early in the mornings, Kaiser and Bailey sit as close to me as white on rice.
If I get up to go into the kitchen for more coffee, they follow.
Marshall tells me that when I leave the house, Kaiser paces the floor. He finally gets tired and retires to his perch on the back of the couch, but every little noise causes him to stare at the door.