This bounding, biting, barking, black
and brindle Energizer bunny follows me everywhere, every move I make.
I stand. He gets up. I sit. He slobbers on me. I've been taking him
for walks, but I tire before he does. He's not a bad dog, just young,
teething, and full of energy.
He belongs to my daughter, who bought
him for her two year old. She's a busy young single mom who has to
work many hours to support herself and take care of her daughter (who
is annoyed with, and afraid of him. He takes her dollies right out of
her hands to play 'keep away' and then chew on them).
My old dog recently died. Maybe that's
why I volunteered. “Bring him to my house. I'm home. I'll train
him.”
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