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I tried so hard being positive for this camping trip and Friday night was pretty nice, people chatting outside their tents kids playing, me and Gummi, my boy, and the dogs went to bed around 1 am. woke up at SIX ahhh I hate it when Gummi wakes up so early. but OK I made coffee and we sat outside for awhile, around 8 a woman we know came from her tent with her sons dog and the dogs were playing for a while and another woman came and all of a sudden the other dog starts humping my younger one, sisco, and he did not like it and rushed at him and they fought and my older dog Spock came in the middle like he always does when things get out of hands. I had to pull sisco of the other dog because the women got scared, I'm used to letting them handle it themselves because they are young and often need to blow off some steam and then it's over and done with and they play. the women took the dog back to their tent and about 10 minuets later I had told those who woke up what happened and they were OK with it, then one of the women, one has never had a dog came outside and walked passed me and told everybody that my dogs were insane and they attacked the sweet dog for no reason and the other women is injured after this. I said again what had happened and they didn't listen so I just took my dogs into my tent so mad!!

this was explained to the woman that nothing bad had happened and everyone was OK but when someone say my boys are insane I get mad and I can't forgive that easily, they are my little boys. this just ruined everything for me and I never want to see this woman again!

I don't think anybody can understand what these dogs especially the older one have done for me. I was 15 when I got him and I was very depressed and felt like I had nothing to live for. when he came into the picture I had someone who depended on me for everything and he was my best friend, he can't cure depression but I know I wouldn't be here today if I didn't have him. when I thought about death I knew nobody would take care of him like I did. I took him out for a walk when I needed to get myself together and I needed him a lot more than he needed me. I have always been sensitive when people complain about him and this was just to much for me to handle.
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  1. qimissung's Avatar
    That would make me angry, too. People shouldn't talk unless they know the whole story. I mean, if she was concerned, she could say something to you.

    I'm glad you have your dog, and that, for the most part, you and he are in a better place, emotionally.