He really was a watchdog afterall!

If there is anything good that came out of him biting the neighbour, it was that I gained a certain respect for the dog.

You see, despite his size, he was always such an attention slut. And because of his size, he was hard to ignore. He would go from person to person, pawing, jumping, clawing, pushing, rubbing and nosing his way into getting some lurve. Even if the reward for all his efforts was a finger prodding the back of his head, it was well worth it.

I always thought that if a stranger were to enter the house, his only attack strategy would be to lick him to death. Death by slobber.

Boy, did he prove me wrong. That boy was impressively quick on his feet. And this was with a dislocated hind leg too.

We really spent 7 years worrying for nothing.

Dog on duty