LINK: nothingness to a whole lotta somethingness episode 3
My brother has a Boston Terrier—her body is like a firm burrito, 25 pounds of pure muscle. Not trying to fat shame her, just spitting facts.
While I was napping, his dog bit my dog. For reference, my dog is a Yorkipoo, five pounds. His Boston Terrier has a bit of an aggression streak and enjoys bullying smaller dogs. My dog was so scared that he yelped loud enough for me to wake up.
Thankfully, no blood was drawn and he was able to walk away from the incident without any physical problems, but he was scared and shaking. He spent the rest of the day in either my arms or my mom’s. I’m pretty sure he’s counting down the minutes till his cousin leaves so he can be at peace again.
It’s funny how much our dogs mirror us. He’s got the bossy, dominant one… just like him. I’ve got the mild-mannered little one getting bullied around. The parallel is not lost on me. Le sigh.
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