Okay after our lists were posted we had some questions asked. Most of them being about my fear of little dogs which I will talk about in a minute.
First off our friend Sophie was having trouble getting down to our posts because of our guestbook so we moved it. Sophie turns 8 today so go over and wish her a happy barkday if you haven't already.
So now for the questions. Stanley asked if we miss stuffed toys. Sure we do stuff toys are fun. Mom says no more though since we don't just kind of fight over them. We bite and growl and would draw blood if we could. Mom has had to break us up with a broom and one time with the vacuum cleaner since it was closest thing handy. So she says no more no way no how. She can't take the stress. Oh and we only fight like this over stuffed toys nothing else.
Stanley also asked if we sometimes secretly snuggle. The answer to that would be no. Sometimes I do try to use Flash as a pillow but he doesn't like it much and will move. We sleep on separate cushions on the couch and I sleep with mom and dad and Flash has his own bed (which I get yelled at for getting in).
Balboa asked if my neighbor was nice since I like to run into their yard. Well they are nice but they are afraid of me. Can you believe someone is afraid of me? (mom here lots of people are afraid of Peanut in fact since when he meets new people outside of the house he just stops, stands perfectly still and stares at them until he decides they are okay. This makes people nervous since he is as large as he is.) Anyway they know I am nice and will come up and pet me now (after 2 years) if I am in my fence but still won't come visit me inside my fence. Mom says it is sad since they are making their kids afraid of dogs to and she tries to get the kids to pet me but no luck.
Okay no on to my fear of little dogs. I wasn't always afraid of them. In fact my best friend in Germany was a dachshund mix and we would play together for hours. But then something bad happened once we came to Kentucky. Mom was walking me one night in our housing area. I of course was on my leash. Well mom sees this little dog with her owners in their yard a few houses down. Before mom can even decide if we are going to keep going or turn around this dog comes running towards us. Her owners are yelling at her to come back but not moving from their yard to get her and then they yell at mom "Is your dog a male or female? She likes males but will attack females" Mom is just kind of standing there dumbfounded that these idiots would let a dog that will attack other dogs outside without a leash on and not go after it when it takes off out of the yard. Well mom tells them I am male so we decide maybe it isn't a big deal to meet this little gal. I like all dogs up to this point and we knew I wouldn't do anything. So this little gal comes over sniffs me, I sniff her, she walks under me and then attacks my legs and this was no play attack. Mom had to push her off me with her foot while I was trying to run away. Those stupid owners still didn't come get the dog as she was trying to attack me. They tried yelling at mom though when she put her foot on their mangy mutt. Well mom didn't go for that let me tell you. I was totally traumatized and to this day don't like little dogs. Mom tries to make me meet ones when we come across them and I am getting a little better but would still rather run away.
Now you all know my secret shame. I Peanut, the 80 lb boxer, am afraid of any dog that weighs less then 20 lbs.