She certainly wasn't the easiest dog. The abuse and abandonment she suffered during the first 9 months of her life transformed her into an ultra-protective, sometimes unpredictable pooch, at least in her younger years. For this she earned the endearing nickname "Psycho Dog"... Although she was always loving and affectionate with me, she did nip (okay, bite) a few family members and friends, either out of fear, or in an effort to "protect" me. They were never serious bites, but enough to keep people away. Her legacy lives on in my mind and my heart, and in my shirts, pants, and boots, most of which lost their buttons, zippers, and other fasteners over the years to her unsatiable appetite for non-edible things. To me she was the sweetest and most kind companion i could ever ask for. She was at the centre of my life, and may very well have become a spoiled brat because of it, but i have absolutely no complaints...hopefully she didn't either. |