The Secret Life of Eva (or) Nice Ink, Big Dawg!
It’s been about a month since we brought home Eva. She’s arguably the cutest dog in the planet, and I cannot even begin to tell you how much I love her, or how happy I am she lives with us, or how adorable it is how Frank is so in love with this 95-pound package of waggy-tail snore-farts. I mean, look at her!
There is so much we don’t know about her. What did she look like as a puppy? How could whoever obviously loved and trained her let her go? What breed-mix is she? (we are guessing Akita and Shepherd and maybe some lab or pit) How did she get so damn cute? And of course – “Where the hell did she get that bitchin’ ink?” and “Who the hell tattooed my dog, and why?”
Yes, as we were scratching her tummy, we realized that Eva may have been part of a motorcycle gang, or perhaps tried to spell out “squirrel warrior” in kanji.
I offer evidence.
So, Frank and I have some guesses as to what this could be, or why she has it – but I am curious to hear if anyone has any other theories, or an actual answer? Who inked my dog, and why?