she came home with a squirmy, big eyed package of fur and yips. ferris, the worlds most frightened dog. amy pulled this pup out of a box in front of a walmart a couple years ago. since then she’s been living at her grandmothers, but now is skoochin her poochy tail around our house.
she’ll let me pet her and sort of poke at a toy if i dangle it in front of her schnozz, but for the most part she’s a mommas dog. i think she’ll get used to me eventually, but for now she’s pretty much scared stiff of this big lumbering alpha male that struts around like he owns the place.