Mom often refers to me as a "space dog." What she means by this is that I like to have my space. I don't like it when other dogs get in my space, especially if they are new dogs. Well, after a while, foster sister, Roofie/Ruthie, was no longer new.
This happened:
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Waiting in line for dinner. |
Mom says she's caught a few more times where I actually let Roof-a-doofs touch me, but I try not to let it happen too often.
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