So, I'm hanging at the vets office last Thursday waiting for Dr. Mike to finish up my paper work. This couple rounds the corner and I barked at them, so they asked if I was friendly. The momma said that I was but I just like to talk - which I do. So I was talking and licking their faces and hands while they pet me and it was super fun, right? Well, the dude guy says to my mom "He's such a good looking dog and so friendly! What kind of dog is he?" So the momma says "He's a pit bull." And Mr. Dude Guy, who was kneeling down petting me and letting me lick his face, stood up and took 3 steps backwards and wouldn't come near me again. The nice lady kept petting me though and the momma told her how wonderful I was and that I was a canine good citizen and foster brother and it wasn't fair the people treated me differently based on my breed.
|Mom, I wasn't done with his kisses. Wtf.|
It was a hard hit and the momma was pretty upset about it. It's one thing for people to not approach me at all, but another thing entirely for me to be lovin' on someone and for them to react like that after they've been kissed by me! But, the momma hopes he will at least think about that friendly brown goofy dog at the vets office the next time he hears the breed pit bull.
So, as the days have passed since Thursday, I have found myself feeling better and better. Now, the momma signed us up to do a walkie for MS (Multipe Sclerosis) to support research on the disease and also someone the momma knows who has been battling this disease. After my severe sickies last week, the momma decided she was going to do the walkie without me. So, I kept showing her every day that I was ready to do the walkie! I ate all my foods and gobbled up my medicines and finally Saturday night she said "Well, we'll see how you're feeling in the morning and what the weather will be like..."
|Mom, I'm ready... let's do this!|
There were lots and lots of people and I was very well behaved. There were canes, walkers and wheel chairs - which I'm not used to seeing! The momma said it was a good experience for my therapy dog training - if we ever decide to do it. So many people pet me and came up to the momma to tell her what a wonderfully well behaved dog I was and that I was the best behaved dog out of all the doggies that showed up to the walk! They told her how great I was with the kiddies and how nicely I walked my mom on my leash and how I didn't care much about the other doggies walking -even though a few of them got right up in my face without being invited!
|I'm an MS activist!|
AND! Guess what?! We were just getting started on the walkie and part of my fan club were there too! They were all "CORBIN! SCOOBY!" It was my furiend Mike and my grandpaw Jack! They were there to walk to support MS too! It was all very exciting. I can't wait until the momma signs us up to do another supportive walk!
|Good boy restin' time...|
Yippie for a great weekend! Hope you all had a great one too!