Personal Narrative: Eulogy For Father

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Hi there, my name’s Bruce. I can be a little reserved when it comes to new relationships, so when you come into meet with don’t be surprised if I start barking and possibly even nip at you through my kennel (so please don’t not stick fingers in my cage). Though please don’t let that discourage you from meeting with me, go up front and ask one of the staff members to help get me out, because once you get to know the real me you won’t regret it. It’s more than likely going to take you a few times of meeting with me before I fully warm up to you. If you are scared or intimidated of large dogs our relationship will unfortunately not work. Once I’ve had a chance to you warm up to you, and realize that you’re an okay person, you’ll get to see a completely different side of me. …show more content…
I love to be outside where I can bounce, jump, play, and rough house around, I’m over 100 pounds and can be bit much for adults when I get excited (because I haven’t learnt how to control it yet), so I would need to go to a home that didn’t have children. Speaking of learning things, I’ve had a little training in my past because I know the commands sit and shake, but I definitely need someone in my life that is going to put in the time and effort to work with me on other things such as leash manners, listening (understanding I’m not the one in charge), to not jump up on people, potty training if you’re wanting to make me an inside dog, and definitely working of socialization. I was kept as an outside dog in my past, and being outside where I can roam around and do my own things is definitely where I feel most comfortable. You’ll just have to make sure you have a tall sturdy fence to keep me secure in (preferably a privacy

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