Now, Vern, well he is altogether different than the
other "babes". Intractable doesn't *even* begin to describe
his willful and stubborn demeanor. After almost 16 years, I can't
believe he hasn't mellowed out, but if anything he is even more
determined to have his way.
Garbage hound, ditch digger, proverbial trouble maker
and thief. He's been caught standing in the middle of the dining
table, straddling and munching down on the left over Thanksgiving
He's stolen at least a ton of Oreo cookies, and,
knocking over garbage cans and mucking around in them are his fondest
Anything laying about in a plastic zip bag he takes
as a personal challenge to annihilate, including all the unused
beads I *used* to keep in them.
Why do I love him so, you might ask? Well, I often
ask myself that question
There has never been, (and you all should hope) there
will never be another dog like Vern. I guess I admire his fortitude,
his independent nature, his resoluteness, his perseverance and his
complete lack of any need to bend to anyone's will but his own.
But, even though all the above is true, Vern is also
very affectionate and funny. He never growls or chases people. His
yelping has been mistaken, though, for a parrot because his bark
is so bizarre.
Looking back over the years on all his "follies",
you either have to laugh or cry and I choose to laugh.
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