Reply #27: When I was a kid

[Withywindle]

I was the dog's dog.

Seriously - my parents got a German Shepherd puppy when I was 3. That dog was very closely bonded with my dad and he treated her like a second daughter, but she took a PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY to make sure I was trained right. I mean, when they got her, she came into a household with a weird, ugly, furless, two-legged, obviously special-needs "puppy" who could barely toddle around properly and wasn't even trained to "go" in the yard! Obviously she had to groom me and push me around and show me what's what. She grew up too fast!