The dog’s name is Scrappy

He appears to be a cross between a Chihuahua and a toilet brush. Just the right size to ride around in my handbag. If I were the type to carry a dog in my handbag.
He dances on his back legs. I must go to the fabric store and purchase a small length of tulle with which to make a tutu. Then my personal Cirque du Merde will be complete.

Time for work. The clowns will be in charge.