TRIXIE... When your an only child and have a dog, that dog becomes your best friend. My dogs name was Trixie a little fox terrier who was as gentle as a best friend could be. We would sit underneath the dining room table while mom sewed, and I would dress Trixie up in baby clothes and push her around in my doll buggy. As a best friend Trixie just layed there like she knew she should. Why should she, because I talked her into it. Dogs understand things more than we realize. But.... One Christmas Eve Trixie ate a whole bowl of chocolate German *** Candy. Imported from Germany And.... She lived to wag her tail for us. that candy had real *** in it. She wagged her tail, and staggered as she walked. Trixie never chewed up things, or bothered anything, but... it was Christmas Eve and I think that the devil told her to do it.... My best friend Trixie lived for many, many years and they say chocolate can **** a dog, and certainly *** didn't seem like it was made for a dog. But... Having Trixie as my best friend made my childhood days really fun.