I admit it: I love people…well, most people anyway. I can usually tell when someone’s up to no good.
And I’m very affectionate. Here I am in Regrade Dog Park getting acquainted with someone we don’t know. She’s talking nonstop on her cell phone. She interrupts to say “yes” when my mom asks if we can use this photo in her blog.
Notice that my legs are angled so I can a good, deep lean Aahhhhhhhh……. That’s The Lean.
My mom has pointed out that I’m not exactly a one-person dog, like her first dog, the sainted Keesha. “Gracie would go home with anybody,” she says. “She barely knows who I am.”
Oh come on, mom. When you’re ready to go home, I follow you to the gate (unless somebody else gets my attention). When you pick me up from daycare, I recognize you.
But hey, I’m flexible. If a better owner came along… um, better change the subject. Let’s get out of the park and go home to dinner.