I've been consistent with the way I have trained Bayo. My Mom says that I talk to her like a small child. I agree because technically she is roughly 3 years old mentally. She can be quiet all day then have a melt down over nothing, she only seems to want to talk to me when I am on the phone, a good meal makes her pass out, and it's food in food out. I call meal time "reloading."
I am loving this dog. She is a pure jackass sometimes, but when she is being sweet it is just southern belle drippy sweet. Totally has me wrapped around her finger. Alas, she fell in love with a big black man named Duke. (He is a lab-something huge, probably Great Dane mix, LOL). He makes her goofy.
The funny part is that I feel like I am growing up another step with the way this dog is teaching me about love. Occasionally, you want to play with someone who only barks at you, and other times, you get to be goofy and show your feelings, and still with all the growing, it will still be ok to run to Mama cause she loves you regardless and will keep you safe from the scary kitty.
I am beginning to open up more and it feels good. I had myself in a nasty mood a couple of weeks ago, and just didn't feel like writing about it. I will in time. there are still lessons coming from it.
Oh well time for sleep. If you want to hear about something else, just let me know.
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