This little dog looks harmless, though don't let her dancing tricks fool you… she is one faithful, trustworthy, mean machine protector. Her mama is my friend Shelley and this little cute dog almost had me running back to being afraid of dogs again.
Luckily I did not waiver. I stayed in the same room with her even though she barked at French Husband and I as if we are going to rob her mama and put her dog biscuits in the garbage disposal. I tell you that little dog would jump over the moon in order to protect her Mama.
I admire that about this little dog. Even when she nearly ate French Husband alive, and showed me how fast I could run for cover.
Shelley, invited my cousins and I to her house for lunch. As kids we went to school together… though that has nothing to do about my being afraid of dogs, but I thought you might want to know about us, and what I did yesterday. My cousins Sara, Lynette, Alma and I are afraid of the dark, staying home alone and do not like scary movies. Shelley is the complete opposite. She is the toughest one of us all. Just thought you might want to know that too.
Lynette is afraid of cats.
Alma doesn't mind dogs or cats.
Sara lets Shelley's little dog lick her face. I will never get that far into liking dogs.
Shelley says her dog is kissing not licking….whatever.
Anyway, back to Shelley's dog.
After she nearly ate French Husband for breakfast, and barked at us like we are robbing her mama I realized that she is after all not going to eat French Husband for breakfast, and only barking because we scared her when we walked in unannounced.
So you see little dog I am officially not afraid of you nor any other dog ever again…though I will never feed you your dog biscuits like Alma, nor let you lick my face like Sara, or tell you that I am afraid of cats like Lynette.
By the way little dog… French Husband does taste good for breakfast, but I am not sharing!
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