Mama had anticipated that I would get along with the party host's dog...a pure Maltese named Nigel. To her dismay...Nigel didn't much like me. He barked at me from the time I entered his house until we left. At first, I was being a very good girl and ignored all his barking...after a continuous 10 minute of his fretting, I finally raised my lips at him. Mama was so surprised that I would yell back because I normally am very easy going and laid back. Daddy was very proud of me because I stuck up for myself. We didn't get into a brawl or anything, but I showed him that I was a brave pup.
All the humans at the party absolutely loved me. They all said I smelled great because of the bath and pawfume...I guess Mama knows what she is doing.
Here is a picture of me and Nigel. It was a miracle to be able to capture this picture because he sure did bark at me every chance he got. Nigel was sitting in his Mom's lap and I was just being courteous.