
I met a cute little guy two weeks ago while house hunting- and he hated me.
Usually I have a way with dogs. Having grown up with a plethora of furry friends, I presumed myself to be somewhat of a dog whisperer. Most dogs love me immediately, and even the most wary tend to warm up after a little coaxing. Not so with Beenie Man. (yep, his name is Beenie Man...LOL)
My initial plan was to do my usual cooing, where I bend down to their eye level- to remove the presumed threat, avert my eyes, for the same reason, and begin to say little things like "who loves you little buddy? who's a cute little fella?? wanna treat?"
I was met with a sharp bark, and he ran to the top of the sofa to scowl and sneer at me- and all the other little things (pun intended) that toy dogs do to let you know they aren't having it.
After he spent the better part of half an hour scowling and showing me his (surprisingly) clean little row of teeth, I left, unable to win him over.
I could not get the dog out my mind.... but I chalked him up to the one that got away, and moved on.
Fast forward five more days, and I went back over to have a second look at the condo... and that's when I saw this:

Mister was a model! Immediately I knew what to do.
So I walked straight past him- like he wasn't there- and he quit barking right way. While I walked around the condominium looking at floorboards and room sizes, I never laid eyes on the little guy. When I was ready to leave, I looked down and he was faithfully trailing me, looking up for me to pet his little noggin. Completely smitten ... just like I knew he'd be.
Life Lesson:
When you're used to being catered to, it's always the one who completely ignores you that captures your attention.
This is true for people- and for dogs.
'b-thedogwhisperer"
xo
Tee
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