For Jane: an Angie update.
ANGIE AND THE WART HOG!
We took Angie to Concord pets to find a tire-bone to wear out her teeth and save my arm. As we went in, she met a family with a three year old boy in tow; the lad had just been traumatized because a neighbor's dog had attacked him and a friend and had actually bitten the friend.
Angie went right up to him, and was shortly licking his face.His parents were so pleased that he could meet a friendly pup to help him get over his fears. Woody took Angie to hunt for the bone while I filled out the form to have a tag made for her. While Woody browsed the right side of the aisle for the bone, Angie browsed the left side of the aisle which held plush squeaky toys, and helped herself to a big black Wart Hog (at $12.99, the most expensive toy on the shelf). She pranced happily about the store with Wart Hog in tow (and was a bit anxious when we temporarily took it away to pull off the price tag).
I took Angie for a stroll around the Super G parking lot while Stephen was shopping, and she had a wonderful time greeting each and every customer - she no longer shies away from people at all and loves getting pets. When we got home, Fletcher thought that the WartHog would make good tug-of-war toy and it took some effort to keep the poor critter from being torn limb from limb.
I wish I could get a picture of Angie sneaking up behind Fletcher, latching firmly on his tail, and giving a good hard yank! (Which she does often!).
She is now 100% doggie-door trained. She is learning to adjust her behavior to the various dogs - avoid Marty, anything goes with Fletcher, play gently with Mikey, treat Bonnie and Buster with some caution (let them initiate play).
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