He may be small, but he rules the house successfully. He scams me out of more treats in a day than Jordan ever did as a child. Shh…don’t tell Jordan.
He is all black with just a small white patch, about the size of a dime, on his chest. When his hair is long, you can’t tell if he is coming or going.
Let there be no mistake, he is no watchdog. He thinks strangers are new friends who are at the house to see him. If he gets out when the postal worker is in the neighborhood, he follows her and she sweetly brings him home.
One night a police officer came to the door around 3:00 AM, a parent’s nightmare. Thankfully, Jordan was sound asleep in bed. The officer was there because he noticed my dome light was on in my car and there had been several car break-ins in the neighborhood. The officer, Bosco, and I walked back to the garage to investigate. Bosco, sensing there was a new friend to be made went over to the officer for a sniff. The officer bent half-way to pet him and then stopped to ask if he would bite. I laughed, a little harder than I should, and said you may be in more danger of being licked to death.
Finally, he is pain free and able to go for a new do.
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