Thursday, March 13, 2008

SammiBobo

I've had the good fortune most of the time to have a 15 lb. one year old Japanese Spitz move in with me. He was originally a foster dog and one home after another fell through, three months had passed, and I had gotten so attached to him that I couldn't let him go. Since Sammi came from the animal shelter I had no idea what his background was except he was constantly in need of attention. Being somewhat high strung I thought the best way to help him calm down would be daily walks. One day he managed to slip his head out of the collar and he raced away, ignoring my calls to come back. At that time a jogger trotted by and Sammi charged her heels, barking and bouncing around. The woman yelped and Sammi took off . He had bitten her! She was nice about the incident, I managed to herd Sammi toward home, and I called my son who said to get Sammi a halter. Which I did.

Now fast forward a couple of weeks, Sammi is doing great with the halter, no more escapes when we walk. A man comes over to work on a problem on the patio in the back yard. (This was when I still thought I was older and smarter) I kiddingly said to Sammi, "Get him, Sammi! Bite him!" and he did, twice.

So now I'm looking for an attractive muzzle for myself. It would be nice if it matched Sammi's black and red halter.

1 comment:

Julie said...

Go ahead and get two muzzles. Sometimes I need one too! :) This is hilarious!