Ok now storytime... My dog isnt from some fancy hunting line. I got him from an old amish dude who had two chessies. From the moment I got him he had a ton of personality. Me and him have butted heads over the past year of owning him. And honestly I respect him for that. Hes like all of us voaters, defiant to unjust authority. I had to become a better man just to get him to listen to me. Y'all have no clue how much of a struggle this has been but I wouldnt change a damn moment of it. He learned sit, down, stay, speak, and come in less than 5 mins each at 8 weeks old. He is quite literally the smartest dog I have ever met.
And like many of us he is so intrinsicly driven and has so much passion inside him that he did not really fit in to the cookie cutter society imposed upon him, so he showed some signs of mild aggression, severe anxiety and restlessness. The aggression we have worked out, the anxiety is still a work in progress. So many people told me to give up on this dog but FUCK THAT, I aint perfect either and thei
res no way I could with clear conscience give up on a dog that was essentially myself in dog form, anxiety, aggression and all. I always knew I could make something great out of him if I dug deep inside myself. This animal was bred to hunt and kill, not sit inside a townhouse all day and get belly rubs.
He has shown me the meaning of having a purpose in this world. In order to help him Ive had to help myself. He has reminded me of what justifiable defiance is and goddamnit he has made me a better man. I know this just sounds like a corny rant but this is the coolest thing I've ever done in my life and today he just retrieved a blind double while hunting. Stay strong goats and stay defiant. Peace.