How Far We've Come
March 17, 2020
That “was” pretty good, wasn’t it? I was only four months old.
“Yes, that was a really good job, although the end was a bit over the top.’-Editor/Mom
What? You said “Free Dog!”
“Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have been so excited.”-Editor/Mom
“So, I thought it would be cool to slap a big boy cow collar on him and re-enact the same drill now that we have a bit more patience and the “Here” command down. And what a difference, although he still has the same exuberant reaction to “Free Dog!” as before.”-Editor/Mom
What? You said “Free Dog!”. What’s that mean to you?
“Right.”-Editor/MomNew Paragraph
We brought young David home Labor Day Wkd. 2014. Jazzy hated him. All he
wanted to do was cuddle with her, and she didn’t want him in the same room
with her, as he desperately sought her attention. It was kinda sad, but we
knew she’d come around, okay, we hoped she’d come around. It didn’t help
that he was all fangs, and literally threw himself at all of us every
chance he got. It was 7 years since Jazzy was a puppy, and you expect that
sort of behavior from a Malinois, but here’s this little adorable, fuzzy,
floppy-eared