had, that is Jenna, meaning rather clingy. She is with one or the other most of the time.
This is what bothers me. I remember when Alys and Pete found me at that trailhead in Idaho. They were so glad to have made my acquaintance. And that first night, Alys told the other campers in the morning, she did not sleep because she feared that my old owners would come and get her. Fat chance – I was one of many dogs they had, and while the kids liked me, the adults were rather indifferent.
Alys and Pete were thrilled to have me, which I could tell. They took very good care of me from day one, and on the ride home, they even found me a moose antler to chew on. I still have it. They then had another dog, Rainbow. She wasn’t at all put out by their actions; in fact, she was rather relieved. She wasn’t in need of a lot of attention.
Now Alys and Pete are obsessing over this dog, and owwing and ahhing over its every move. And me? Well right now I am playing second fiddle to this newcomer. I have expressed my displeasure by showing indifference. I would never bite or snap at it; although yesterday I did give it a warning snap when it got too close to my food.
It would be best for all concerned if they admitted that they made a mistake and returned this dog to the puppy palace. But they are not going to do this. No, they’re too smitten. Alys did take me out on the trail yesterday and today, so all is not lost. I just hope that the novelty of having this thing wears off and they resume paying more attention to me.
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