Very soft, short curly fur, the color of apricots. Big, expressive dark eyes that don't miss a trick. Very lively in personality and full of energy. A pink Dudley nose that is always quivering as it absorbs new smells. Always smiling and eager to make new friends.
Yes, that is my Frou-Frou, my 3-year-old apricot-colored miniature poodle. I adopted Frou-Frou from the local Humane Society two years ago and I couldn't have asked for a better friend. I don't know what I would do without her, I love my baby so much!
When my husband, Rodrigue, died two years ago, I thought I would die from a broken heart. I was always depressed and didn't want to go anywhere, see anybody, or do anything except stay home and wallow in my self pity. That was when my resourceful daughter, Candace, suggested that I get a pet to help me cope.
Turns out that was the best thing she could have ever told me.
Frou-Frou has helped me heal from the inside out. While I still get sad wheenever I think about Rodrigue dying, Frou-Frou helps take the sadness away by licking the tears away, and can be counted on to make me laugh with her crazy antics. Why even have a television when all I have is Frou-Frou?? She is my entertainment system!
I have enjoyed my little dog so much I am seriously thinking of adopting another dog, so Frou-Frou can have a playmate. I think that would do her (and myself) good. Yes, I think that is what I will do. I will probably have Candace drive me to the Humane Society and see if I can find another miniature poodle. I would like to have a black one.
~To be continued~