Well sometimes you take a chance and it doesn't work out. Starting to realize that as I get older. So Charley went from a good dog to a bad dog relatively quickly. He was a little mouthy to start with, but as time went on he wanted to "play". Play to Charley meant biting my arm and leading me around the house. Well that be cute and all if it wasn't for the fact that he weighed 130 lbs. I talked to the dog trainer and she suggested that I distract him with treats or commands when he gets mouthy. I did at first but then for some reason it got hard to tell Charley to sit when he was gnawing on my arm. The proverbial last straw happened when I was taking him for a walk with Z and he jumped up and bit the back of my arm - hard enough to make me squeal. So all though it was hard I decided on the spot to take him back to the humane society. I wish I had the time to train Charley - he will be a good dog with some training. But realistically, I dont have the time to train him sufficiently. So no dog for now. My friends have suggested various animals - cats, hamsters, gerbils, fish etc. For now I am content with Zachio and I.
The good news is this dog only ate me and didn't eat Z! So maybe my next pet will not eat anyone I care about.
We will see what ends up on our doorstep.
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