Later on, I came home to this:

And this:

This reminds me of her puppy days
Her first 2 months

Those shoes are my run around, rough and tumble shoes that I was about to retire anyway, but still, little girl! That’s my fault because I used to give her my old tennis shoes to rip up when she was a puppy. Well, it is Bad behavior = bad me.

I really believe pets that are bad are just not given jobs that they were bred to do. Or they aren’t taken out to run off steam. Especially a breed like Charley. We met an Aussie the same age as her that was soooo aggressive, Charley started cowering. The gal told me she was studying for finals and the only time she takes her dog out was for 5 minutes on the roof to go to the bathroom. Ugh.

That’s probably going to be one more Aussie to the pound. I don’t think people know how active they are. I surely didn’t!

I sat her down and gave her “the talk.” I told her it wasn’t her fault, it’s instinct, and my bad parenting about not taking care of it before she had to go through all of this. . I told her she wasn’t a puppy anymore, she is a big dog now. I think she understood…….Awwe…. She’s sleeping next to me and her little tail is wagging. How cute is that? My little girl!!!!

I really can’t wait for this to be done. I have to admit that I feel somewhat naked without her when I am out and about. Yes, I’m that weird lady that takes her dog everywhere. And, yes, she is my best friend. I love my Charley!

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A lot of things can happen in a half century. Life is so weird. From Colorado, moved to CA, lived in Darby, MT, moved to WA. Became homeless for 7 years total. Changed my perspective. Subsidized housing. Recently found out I'm adopted. 50 % Polish, 50 % Belgium, 1st generation. Have my Charley Waffle, and just try to roll with whatever comes our way!

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