My name is Kramer, and I used to be a city dog in the Big
Apple. One day I found myself in a place with many loud
dogs and scary strangers. They call it a city animal shelter,
I think. I was upset and unsure of what was going on since
my owners were not there.
I didn't know what the strange people where doing but I
later found out it was a "test"...and that I had "failed"
because I was so scared of everything and wasn't as outgoing
and friendly as they wanted even though I wasn't behaving
don't know what it means when you fail a city shelter test,
but it can't be good, I guess. Thankfully, I didn't find
out because NEBCR volunteers whipped up a quick plan to
save me from that dreadful place and its very confusing
I have forgotten that city life because now with my foster
family I get to play ball and go hiking and go for long
walks and run and chase and snuggle and do all sorts of
things that dogs should get to do...and I do just about
everything with a lot of zest and enthusiasm!!
As long as I'm comfortable because, see, I am wary of strangers
and I find that a lot of things startle me easily. I can't
help it... I'm just very sensitive to everything going on
around me. If a stranger "pops out of nowhere" I will usually
woof at them a few times, not a scary bark, just a "I don't
know who you are and I am a little scared of you" woof. If anyone hands me tasty treats, though, I will not hesitate
to check it out ...and go back for more if they are to my
liking! I will politely sit and I take treats very gently
out of the offering hand.