Complaints about my dog, who I love and live for
By frosty_owner
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Don't get me wrong, Frosty, my one year old short haired, Jack
Russell Terrier, is the love of my life. I would have never guessed
that I would have said that, about something not human, or something I
didn't fancy rotten. I'm not his parent, but I feel like one. I'm gonna
list the down right ugly things about him, because, nobody's perfect,
and it's not gonna start with Frosty.
Complaint One: Love of food. If it was up to Frosty, he'd explode with
eating too much food. He doesn't care what he eats, where he eats it,
but he's already on a diet from his excess of eating.
Complaint Two: Love to chase cows and cars. When Frosty was tiny, when
we let him out to do a pee in the back garden, he rocketed round to
visit the cows. When we saw this cowpat covered, mad, barking dog,
being chased by an extemely angry bull, I knew that there was only one
dog who'd be mad enough for the job. Cars are predators that he has to
protect us from, if they have their headlights on. He'll stand in the
middle of the road, barking his scrawny little head off, until I, at
the last possible moment, snatch him away from danger.
Complaint Three: Love to rip. Frosty enjoys beheading any animal
squeaky toy, and likes to rip up walls, and even floors. He's cost us a
lot of money, that dog has. But you know what? I love him to bits, and
I would never sell him. He's athletic, cute and has got bags of
personality and character that you can't replace. My message is, LOVE
YOUR DOG TO PIECES. They'll love you back, if you treat them right.
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