After I put Chief down I needed a dog who could hear as Dakota was deaf. Cheyenne did as much as she could, and what seems strange she would walk around the house and peek out of the windows and hiss and growl. She is a strange feline wana be canine.
Since I grew up with a Rhodesian Ridgeback and wanted a dog that I felt safe with. I scoured the internet and looked at pictures, met some and nothing jumped out at me. They didn't have "the look". I came across a puppy from South Dakota and she was okay, but the face I couldn't get it out of my mind. I closed the website and all the next day they little face was back. After about 4 days I called and she was the last in the litter. She had an overbite, but that face. Eventually I decided, I wanted her. She would be just a dog to protect the household, I couldn't love another dog.
Inkozosana Sibongile - nee Summer Brighton
November 24, Monday
Flight number 624 to BWI, arrive 4:19 pm
Recovery within one hour
Reservation number 01242981061
Life would never be the same with the arrival of "The Madam".
Ink's first night home!
I picked her up and boy did she stink. She was covered in dog poop and wriggled like some earth shattering wormly creature. She was good in the car, got home and all she did was chase poor Cheyenne and eat. My poor cat. She slept part of the night after a bath; we slept on the floor in the dog room - aka Living room. I did pray for God to help me. (Ink was almost 3 months, what did I go and do).
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