Bess

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When Bess first came to live

at my house, she was a devil dog.

She barked at anyone who came too close

to our house. Her idea of too close

was the parking lot across the street.

Bess was afraid of tall men wearing plaid shirts,

she usually tried to bite any man fitting

this description. 

When we have visitors, she will growl 

and herd them back to a chair

if the visitor tries to go anywhere in the house. 

Once she met a mother and infant at a

local restaurant, when the father came out to

join his wife, Bess lunged at him to protect

the baby.  She chased my cats, Ami and

Amigo, until they showed her the error of

her ways by demonstrating their prowess with

their retractable stilettos.

With training every day for two

years, Bess has become a mostly

good dog.  She will heel, come, sit,

stay, lay down and fetch on command.

Although she still has to loudly tell

anyone coming to our front porch

that a large dog lives here.

Ami & Bess