Daddy’s Home


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I have always loved chewing on my daddys’ arm. I think it is something he taught me when I was young. He would let me chew on it when he wanted to play. No one else let me chew on their arms and I wasn’t allowed to either. Even to this day I only chew on my daddys’ arm. Now I don’t even want to chew on any one else’s arms. I think he suffered a lot of small little needle sharp puppy teeth bites in the name of playing with me.

Back then I would crawl all over him to play, he was like a mountain to climb or a large prey to bring down. He could pick me up and push me around or make me stop whenever he wanted. It was like I was his toy. I really love playing with my dad. He knew just the right games and he taught me so much more than ‘playing”, I think he helped teach me to be a dog. I think he is part dog.

When he goes away to work or out wherever I miss him. I really miss him when he is gone long or when he is gone when normally he should be home, like when he has to work late. However unlike when I was little now when he comes home I can make him play.  Now he has to stay when I want him to, now I can sit on him untill I am sure he won’t leave again, now he is my toy!

I am so happy when he gets home and my pack is all together. I love to lick his face and I still love to bite his arms. I am very carefull because now I can easily fit his whole forearm in my mouth. I can crush it but never would. He’s my dad, he is tough, and I am gentle. I still love holding his arm in my mouth it is our bond and it is how we play.

 

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Life Lesson: Never stop playing

Teeth or Treat


As you can see, I do not need a scary costume for Halloween. I already have scary teeth.

Most of my baby teeth have fallen out, and I have brand new, almost white, mostly clean teeth. And I know how to use it too. I have strong jaws and I am still not very good with playing tug, but I am getting there. I am also learning to be more accurate in my aim . I almost scared my mom because I almost bit her hand when I was trying to get the leash from her hand, but I pulled back at the last second and just got the leash in her hand. I am getting big and strong!

When a 30 pound little girl in a pink Care Bear costume came trick or treating, I was still afraid.

Life Lesson: There is power in cuteness.