We had Wilma. Man I loved that dog. She went to obedience school and did very well. She loved me best - that would be ONLY. She was the only dog, in a long life of keeping lots of dogs, that we needed to find another home for. My husband was working nights. Wilma would not let him in the bedroom when he got home. I had to get up every night and take her to the laundry room. The vets couldn't get her out of the cage to spay her. I had to make a second 50 mile round trip to take her out so they could sedate her for pre-surgery. She launched herself off the back seat and into the face of our daughter's school friend when I picked the girls up from school.
Loving her still, she stayed on until she joined a neighbor dog in attacking our goat babies. Wilma had to go. Nancy
