Daughter Saadia and her family got a dog about six months ago. He is some kind of Alpha dog and supposedly doesn’t grow too big. (I beg to differ). He was such a tiny thing when he was brought home, and now he is five times the size. Anyway, the boys wanted a dog, and begged the parents to get one, and after searching and researching a lot they got this little puppy who is house trained and knows to obey and follows orders to some extent. After a couple of months of novelty, the boys got busy with their own things, and Saadia got attached to the pooch. I mean, head over heels in love with that cur. She takes him to the store, and her classes at the college, and he obediently sits at a desk and listens to her. Funny as heck!
I have to be honest. I don’t care for dogs too much. Especially when they jump on me, or drool all over me. Sometimes Bender (that’s his name), does that. not the drooling part but he loves to jump. He is very cute and knows that I am rather reserved with him.
Earlier last week, I was in their home and Saadi started kissing Davis. Bender got all bent out of shape that he was being ignored. He started whining and clinging on to Saadi. It was really too cool for words. You can see what I mean.
Isn’t that so cute?