Personally, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me, but I’m sometimes called needy, naughty, and a bully (I sometimes throw my weight around) by my humans. Rude of them, don’t you think? I prefer to think of myself as very loving and keen to be with my humans at all times, adventurous and keen to try out new things, and a “dog of substance”.
If anyone is responsible for how I turned it it is Yvonne (the first human I ever met). She was there when I was born. Yvonne and her daughters treated me and my siblings like we were royalty! They gave us tons of love, played with us endlessly, and indulged us.They let us run riot in their home. Literally. So we came to expect that everything belonged to us. Including the humans. After 8 weeks of this, who would want to become a regular dog?
When it came time to find new homes for us, Yvonne wrote an email to the humans who were going to adopt us, so they could “pick their puppy”. Yvonne told Lisa and Willie that I was a chunky pup, who didn’t take any nonsense from the others and who didn’t let anyone mess with her food or toys. They were warned and they still chose me! So why were they so surprised when they got me?!
To read Lisa’s somewhat distorted view of my arrival in their lives, read her Jet-set Puppy series:
- Buying a puppy via the Internet (the background)
- A year of chaos (this one is just plain rude!)
- How to win over your new family (a more truthful view)
She writes well – I just wish she’d get her facts straight! 😉