Dec 29 2008
Having a Golden Retriever
Sometimes, I am not really glad to have a Golden Retriever.
Bronzy is…em…a bit…CRAZY, I think. I do not think she can control herself from eating socks, tissues and pulling stripes of leather from my beautiful carpet. Oh my God! Do you know how much it costs? And now she is treating my carpet as a toy! How hurtful! (Both to my heart and to the lovely carpet. And also to my poor wallet.)
I have a few pairs of expensive shoes. I seldom wear them. They are fabulous, and very, very, beautiful.
One day, when I woke up, I saw a extremely sock image – my Berkenstock had been tore into many small pieces, and, Bronzy is enjoying one of my shoes under the table!! OH MY GOD!!! It is a birthday present given by my husband! I was very very furious. I felt I was going to reach the boiling point. But, I thought Bronzy did not know how valuble this pair of shoes are. She just came to me, ragged her tail, and looked at me quietly. Her big eyes told her feelings, it was like, ‘ Sorry, master. Now, NO hard feelings, okay?’
What a pity!! This dog had ruined some of my most valued items. But, I still love her. We dog-lovers are super-humans.