March 25, 2008
Oh, Mandy.
I'm hiding out here at my mother's place for a while during the agents' caravan; we'll be going to get her car fixed in the valley in a half hour or so.
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My Mandy is here. There is some talk of my mom getting rid of the dog, since Mandy's so spirited—and my mother isn't getting any younger. If she does, I hope Mom takes her to Pit Bull Hall and "trades her in" for an older, more sedate dog she can keep up with.
But it would make me sad.
I haven't been around much to help, though, lately, and I cannot complain about it.
I can't take her, because my husband doesn't want a dog at all—much less a rambunctious, large-ish one.
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Here's praying it never comes to that. One day Mandy will be a more sedate, gentle dog too. . .
Posted by: Darrell at March 25, 2008 08:23 PM (CPg3G)
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Every time she calms down for multiple days, my mother worries that she might be getting sick. I think she's just maturing.
If she could only (1) stop chewing on things that aren't dog toys (such as furniture), and (2) allow my mother to go out without her now and then, things might work out just fine.
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