Ever think that ur dog’s the world’s worst dog

5 years after Lucky died we decided to get a new dog. We got a yellow lab puppy whom we named Daisy because the day she came into the house, she destroyed my mum’s daisies in the living room. Soon we realized that life would never be the same with Daisy. She jumped up at me when I said “no”. Upstairs was of limits and for the first two weeks we had to carry her down, scolding her every time she came upstairs. She wanted love and attention. She always brought her balls to us to play even at the most inappropriate times. She once brought her ball to me when I was working on my term paper and dropped her ball on it. My term paper was destroyed beyond recovery because of saliva. Soon all the house was full of fur and saliva. One night we were watching Tv when Daisy disappeared for a second. Daisy had discovered the best new thing about her new home: toilet papers. She came racing back, the end of the paper clenced in her teeth, a paper ribbon unrolling behin her as she sprinted towards us. The place looked like it had been decorated for Halloween. She understood that toilet paper meant attention and every time she wanted attention, she started going for the paper. At first when we left her alone in the garden she went through the fences and escaped. We put wires on the fences and she climbed over it like a monkey. We built a fenced area with a dog house inside it in the garden where we keep Daisy when we leave the house. At first she jumped on to the dog house and jumped over the fence. Then we put the dog house outside the fence, this time she opened the door. We started tying the door and she learned how to untie it. It took profesional trainers five months to train her and she nearly got kicked out of obedience class. I used to call her my labrador evader because at first she didnt grasp the part where she was supposed to bring the ball back. She loves swimming and once jumped in our neighbor’s pool. She went into a lake on our visit to Minnesota and went into some man’s yard. She doesnt know how to heel. She strolls like a run-away locomotive strolls. She tugs, we pull. She jumps up at everyone she sees and she destroyed a restaurant by jumping on a table full of food. She is no Lucky but she is very loyal and loving. We love her despite all the trouble causes and dollars she costs. Do you still think ur dog’s the worst. Tell me what ur dogs’ do. I would love to hear ur stories.

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Ever Lost A Dog

My first dog was a cocker spaniel called Lucky. My parents got her a year before I was born. Lucky was there when I was born and she was there when my younger sister Meggie and then our youngest sister Katie was born. Lucky was a great dog. She was a dog that gave dogs a good name. She effortlessly mastered the command my parents taught her. She came when we called and stayed when we told her to. We could leave her alone at the house for hours, confident she wouldn’t have an accident or disturb a thing. She walked beside us without a leash. She loved nothing more than riding in the backseat beside us on family road trips, content to spend hours gazing out  the window at the passing world. Whenever dad took his car keys or his wallet, Lucky would get up and start wagging her tail as if she understood that we were going outside. She was vey protective of me and my sisters. Relatives or friends would visit for the weekend and return home determined to buy a dog of their own, so impressed with Lucky. One day Lucky woke up all the house. She was barking and running to the door. We let her out into the garden and went out after her. Several minutes later she went back in. We were puzzled because she had let us out for nothing. Next day we found out that there had been an earthquake in San Francisco and Lucky sensed it. She was trying to get us out to protect us. When she died we were all devastated. She was 9 years old and I was 8 years old. Losing Lucky was like losing a pet to my parents but to my sisters and I, it was like losing another sister. She was a perfect dog. At least that’s how I will always remember her. It was Lucky who set the standard by which I would judge all other dogs. Have you ever lost a dog or has any of your friends or relatives lost a dog. Don’t hesitate to share it with me. Sharing painful memories helps. That’s partially what helped me move on.

Hello Dog Lovers and Dog Owners

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Ever thought your dog was the world’s worst dog ever? You may just be wrong. I have created this site so that people can talk about their dogs, share their memories or learn how to look after a dog if you are just getting one. In this site I have created reviews about the best dog books ever. For example Marley and Me by John Grogan. Have fun exploring.