Just got a new dog, a guy named Ron I used to work with got sick a few years back, he came into work, complained he wasn’t feeling good, went home and never came back. Arteries were blocked, 100% on one side and 50% on the other, to this day he’s still bed ridden.
Ron and his wife had two Sheppard’s that they got threw my boss, one was a sister to one of my bosses dogs, the other was a daughter to my bosses dog. My boss and Ron were/ are good friends. every Monday Ron, a guy from 3rd, my boss and I used to golf together, we did that for a few years.
Ron’s wife got to the point that she decided she needed to give up the dogs, my boss took one and I said I would take the other. I didn’t really want two dogs by myself but Ron was a good friend so I took her in. Her name is GiGi, my dog’s name is Max. Max is a bit bigger than she is, Max is the dog with the red collar.
It’s only been a day but she seems to be doing well, she didn’t cry the first night like I suspected she would, she’s been pretty quiet so far, I wouldn’t say she’s best friends with max but Max doesn’t mind her following him around lol, she’s deff a dependent dog of other dogs, she just follows his lead and does whatever he does, which is good because he’s a very smart and highly trained dog. She doesn’t know really any commands...... Yet.
Eventually my wife wants me to make a lamp out of the kerosene jug.
