When I met my new family

I came to my new home and met new people, kids and another dog. The other dog's name was Bandit. She was 14 yrs old and slept a lot. I use to sneak up on her when she was sleeping and pounce on her. Then she would bark and get in trouble, that was fun. I loved to body slam her too. I would brush the side of my body up against her and push her around that way.

One day my owner says she got evan with me. I was laying on the couch next to my owner and Bandit was walking by with a funny look in her eyes. All of the sudden she jumped up and sat right on top of me. I didn't know what to think and sat real still, then I started to wiggle and she jumped down. She walked by again with a smerk on her face. You know like the one where the cat swallowed the canary. My owners laughed. Bandit thought that was funny too. Because it was like she said, "That was funny, I got you back"

But really what I learned from that experience was that, that must be what dogs do to each other. So I sat on her every time she was sleeping. Then she would start barking. She use to get in trouble for barking, until they discoverd that it was me that made her bark.

I could tell my owners were alpha, because they would stand inbetween me and Bandit when I wanted to pounce on her. They say she was fragile and had to protect her from me accidently hurting her.

I got put in time out a lot when I was little.

I use to love to bite everybody real hard. That's how the kids played with me where I came from. It was fun. But my new family would hold my mouth shut and tell me, "No bite". They would also pin me down to the ground on my back until I would submit to them. I don't bite these days, but I do try to get a nip in every once in a while.

They use to call me naughty and litte sh** quite often. I don't here that much anymore. It doesn't matter to me what they call me, because I love them.