I am still trying to get use to life in the fast lane. I have gotten most of it down but let the truth be known. I am still scared. I runaway all the time. One day, I will be under you all day until you have to kick me away and others, you look at me wrong and I will run fast and practically kill myself trying to escape. Oh well.
The rules haven't sunk in yet. Little by little I am learning. It's a shame, that someone I absolutely loved and trusted treated me so badly. I hope that they get what they deserve.
If there is a doggie god, hear my prayers.
In the meantime, I am glad that I have a wonderful family that takes time with me. I am a bit much most of the time but I am glad that they still give me love and understanding and discipline when I need it. I don't want to be in a family that pampers me so much I will start to lose respect for them. A animal needs exercise, discipline and affection in that order. That's what Cesar says anyway. I need the structure inorder to make me a balanced dog. Mommy always says, that if I need my butt kicked she will be the one to do it. She makes sure that Fred and I are on the straight and narrow. That's why we follow her around and stay right on her heels.
There are some wonderful animal lovers out there and there are some who pretend to be animal lovers but you can always tell the genuine ones and I have one of them.
So to all my homeless, abandoned and misguided animal friends, may you one day find a true family that will love and treat you like a family member who gives lots of love and belly rubs.
Nikki
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