I like to make decisions on my own and generally, just like to be on my own. I'm like a cowboy...a Lone Ranger...running loose and figuring stuff out as I go. It's easier that way, or at least, it was. Now I'm in a home, with a Mom who doesn't want me to run away, but wants me to be happy enough to stay here and participate in things with her. She wants me to trust her.
Trust, it's big, and you humans expect a lot of it.
You leave us everyday and expect us to trust that you will return...
You hook us to leashes and we have to trust that every situation you walk us into will be safe...
You make all the decisions about our food and care and we have to trust that it's safe, and good...
You decide how to train us and help us learn and we have to trust that you will be fair...
Everyday you expect us to trust you...without any conditions. If your dog trusts you, thank him for it. Offer an extra cookie, or a longer bellyrub...It's a big deal for us.
As for me? Mom and I are working on it. I may just be hanging up my hat as the Lone Ranger... but I think I'll keep the bandanna, I just look too handsome in it!
Woofs!
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