I am Alabama Worley and I am the Kraus House dog. Let me tell you about myself.
I bark at any and every noise that is normal. Something out of the ordinary, who cares?
If a neighborhood dog barks, I NEED to respond. It doesn’t matter what time it is. You return your calls and texts, don’t you?
It doesn’t matter how many people are in the house I need to go to Mommy for everything (even if she’s sleeping).
I no longer feel it’s necessary to stay in the backyard. I want, no I need to roll around on the neighbors’ lawns and have them bring me back home. I really like to do this on holidays.
I will smack you with my paws until you give me love. If you stop, the smacking will continue.
I don’t like anyone to put anything in that metal box attached outside the front door, especially that guy dressed in blue who carries that giant bag. How dare he come here everyday except Sunday?
I have to go outside at 11PM and bark. This is how I tell my friends I’m going to bed.
When I come upstairs to check on the kids with you, I like to wag my tail against the wall, just so I can see if I can wake up one of the kids.
I completely ignore Mommy when she calls me or tries to get me out of her spot, but I can hear her take a deli bag out of the fridge from three room away.
I walk really close behind Mommy when she vacuums, then I yelp and make her feel bad when she accidently steps on me.
I drool all over the place whenever Mommy eats baby carrots. Baby carrots, marshmallows and deli meats are the only things I beg for.
I wash my paws and leave wet spots on the couch and her bed all the time. Daddy can’t stand the sound it makes (it is pretty repulsive).
I need to be fed at 3:30PM, 5PM and 6PM by MOMMY! If anyone else gives me my food, it doesn’t count. She has to put the food in my bowl.
Even though I do all these things that would get on anyone’s nerves on a daily basis, she always has time for me. She always makes sure I have enough love and a spot on the bed to sleep on.