I may not have been wearing “red” but that didn’t stop the Big Bad Wolf from finding me.
Off in the distance I spotted him.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but luckily for me I’m a Fearless Dachshund.
“My what big teeth you have” – me
“The better to eat you with” – wolf
“Why that’s no way to greet a stranger, how about a good old-fashioned butt sniff instead” – me
And we all lived Happily Ever After.
The End
Hi,
My name is Reese. I own a red mini dachshund, named Emma and an orange cat named Harry. Funny that you have the same idea with Little Red Riding Hood for your pup too. My mom and I always said that Emma is Little Red Riding Hood and Harry is the big bad wolf chasing her around. I love your blog. It is really nice.
Reese
Hi Reese! Thanks for reading my blog! Something tells me Emma would be way cuter in a little red riding hood cape than I would though!