It's a dog's life!
I am a Golden Lab called Ben and this is my partner in crime, a Spaniel named Sarge, although he is also known as Pepper, (Sargent Pepper). We are both two years old and these are our views, from a pets perspective.

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Why is it that some dogs feel the need to show their aggressiveness to others?

Now, I'm a pretty friendly canine, who's quite open to meeting new friend's. I don't judge them if they look a bit odd. There's one I meet down the valley that has a squashed face. I don't mock him or point a paw, I just except him for who he is and play ball with him. He's a bit slower than me so I sometimes let him get their first. Pepper is off chasing rabbits most of the time so I need someone to play with.

My problem is that maybe I'm too friendly. I admit I will go up to other dogs, most of them realise that I am just up for a good time, but there are others that can get nasty, but you tend to realise that quite early and stay away from them.

What I don't understand is that the nasty one's feel the need to hound you (excuse the pun!) and make a point of making your walk a nightmare. If they don't like me, fine, stay away from me, but don't make a beeline when I'm off across the other side of the field sniffing in my own little world, just to pick a fight.

Maybe there should be training for owners, although to me it's quite simple. If you have an unfriendly dog......KEEP THEM ON A LEAD!.....

It's not much fun for my mum and dad either, or the little one's, because the really nasty dogs don't like humans either. We just want to have a nice walk in the lovely countryside, shake off the cobwebbs, as my mum puts it.

SO DON'T SPOIL IT.

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What is their problem? We try and understand what they want but it is impossible.

We share our modest 3 bedroom kennel with, Jack (5) and Molly (3). We happily put up with them sitting on us, hanging onto our tails, tweaking our ears and tug o' wars, which speaking for myself, is my favourite. They sit with with us while we eat our food and we even let them feed us sometimes, which I don't think bode's well with the grown ups!, but I'm not complaining.

So why is it when we want to play tug o' war with plastic dinosaurs, nibble on dolls, run off with balls when we are playing football or tennis or try and grab a lick of their icecream we get shouted at? They go screaming off to the grown ups with their faces all red and blotchy and we get banished outside with angry faces and pointed fingers looking at us every few minutes.

When we are finally allowed back in the little ones start playing with us again as if nothing has happened, walking dinoaurs and ponies over our backs and trying to get us to bite them.

Kids!

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I HATE HOLIDAYS!

Big bags's have appeared and Mum, the female grown-up is putting clothes in them, are we moving kennel? I help and bring some of my treasured things to her, my crocodile with no teeth, my tiger with no stuffing. I can't leave them behind.

It doesn't seem like I was helping though, mum starts crying and stroking me behind the ears, and starts mumbling about "not being long" and "we'll be back soon".

I've heard this before. I was a sniffer dog before I accepted this family, but between you and me, I couldn't be bothered most of the time, unless who ever I was sniffing had food on them — of course!

I was often told "Stay there, we won't be long".

I always knew I would be there for a long time, in a small cage. That's why I remember those words. It was happening again.

Sarge was more happy! Running around chasing his tail, drooling "we're going to the farm, we're going to the farm"

Dad put us in his van, mum was still crying and saying something about next week, I think. I don't like it when mum's upset. I don't understand most of what she says at the best of times, but it's even harder when her nose is sniffing all the time.

Sarge is trying to tell me about the farm, but I'm not listening. We're being sent to another home, maybe a small home.

How wrong was I — the farm is the greatest place on earth!

All that open space, the chickens were great to wind up, oh, but stay away from that goose — she'll peck your eyes out as soon as look at you. There was giant cows with big horns, but they were cool! Sarge said that there used to be horses but they have all been sold now. There was a big lake where wierd slippery creatures with no legs and funny mouths lived where we used to go swimming.

It was great! a black lab, called Cloud lived there and we became best of pals, and even the goose stopped chasing me, occasionally anyway.

I was glad to see mum, dad, Jack and Molly again but I won't care anymore when I see those big bags again.

I LOVE HOLIDAYS!

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