orders. You know, when she gets up on the chair in the kitchen and
then gives me orders about what she thinks I should do every day. I am really tired of that. It used to be she was scared to death of me. We can go back to those days, and when she gets up on that chair, I am going to push her down and bark loud at her. Maybe make a jump for her. No, I won't bite her or hurt her, I just want her to be scared enough NOT to be telling me what to do. I want you to understand why I am doing it too. OK? I like to be a nice dog to everybody, but I have just had it with her.
The other thing is, I want this to be a two dog house. I know it used to be before I came her. I found this picture of your Scottie Otis and that Eddie dog.
I never knew those guys, but look how good they are getting along.
Did you see where the White Dog Army got a new dog today? It was an abused dog that was in a bad shelter. Think about that, would you? Two of us dogs could keep Zkhat right in her place, all of the time!
Can we just work on this, please? Whaddya say, Mom. If there were two of us, we would always have fun things to write about in the blog. Like the Rotties, theres three of them and they have fun together.
Lets talk more about this, OK? Kisses, your best pal Stella