Elsa also has many nicknames.  She is the healer, The Dude, La La, and my little rasta.  She came close to being adopted 3x! Each time at the last minute the adoptees decided they would not have the time needed to devote to her.

Oddly, she is the most low maintenance dog ever.  She got the little rasta name because it is like she is always stoned.  I’ll call and call her but she doesn’t come because she is in a deep sleep.  When she does wake from her slumber, she’ll stop and assess the situation to see if it is really worth her moving from her comfort spot.

 

When she is awake, I swear you can hear her thinking La La Laaaa Laa.  Elsa is the other half of the The Dude and Walter team.  She of course is The Dude.  When Flora is tightly wound or the others are barking and freaking out, she is in the back looking around and I swear saying “Well that’s just, like, your opinion man.”

Most important name she has is the healer.  The night Belafonte died, I couldn’t stop crying.  Elsa walked up to me and started licking my tears away.  The more I cried the more she licked.  She stood by me and comforted me.

We were planning to go to an adoption fair that weekend. Naturally I couldn’t give up especially after how she comforted me.  Elsa would be the healer for everyone.  If someone was injured, Elsa was there licking and comforting.  If we see a stray dog weary and scared, Elsa will walk over and give him love.  She is the most friendly and most caring of our dogs.   She makes me laugh the way she just goes through life enjoying everything.  I believe it is why Belo took to her immediately.

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She has two strong characteristics that remind me of her dad, Belafonte.  One, she really enjoys everything the world offers.  She will stop and smell everything look at everything and everything is just amazing.  The other is her passion for playing catch.  Just like Belo, she can play catch non-stop.  Like NON stop.  Her passion almost boarders on a horror film.  She enjoys pushing the ball under stoves, couches, and beds so I must crawl to get them.  She will also kick the ball into the room I’m in to ensure I see this ominous ball rolling, warning me that it is time.  I will always stop and play with her.  It still hurts me knowing that I will never get to play ball with Belafonte ever again.  I don’t want to  ever miss out with Elsa.

As I am uploading all her photos and videos to this post, she came over to snuggle with me. 

I can’t say enough about Elsa, she is loving, caring, fun, laid back and a great friend.   She doesn’t need much training.  Elsa tends to follow her mom which is usually good except Zena has a very high prey drive which now Elsa is following.  Each morning Elsa runs the same spot where she once found a cat in a tree.  She will bark at that tree all morning if I let her.

Of course Elsa’s song would be Bob Marley …