Our family has always had German Shepherds. There has been one in our house for as long as I remember.
I vow to end that tradition in my own house.
Not that I don’t like dogs or that there has been one particular incident which drove me to this decision. But it’s all the little things that keep adding up.
Maya is 6 or 7 years old now. She’s incredibly whiny, especially when the wind blows over 5 miles per hour. She’s scared of the wind. We have to put her in the basement. And our washing machine vibrates on the spin cycle, which also drives her bonkers. She wines and whines and whines and practically climbs into your lap whenever she gets really nervous. My sister got Maya from a German Shepherd rescue in Colorado Springs when she was maybe a year and a half old or so (the dog, not my sister). Then she left her at the house.