Today at the park I saw someone from my past - a little white dog named Oliver. Here's my story with Oliver:
When I first came to my new home I was a little leash aggressive. Once I learned to swim my parents enjoyed a few minutes of letting me off the leash, but as soon as another dog came nearby they would leash me.
One day last summer I was swimming at the local boat ramp and a woman came up with her little dog, Oliver. My parents didn't hear them coming so I was off the leash and they definitely got tense! Well, I was such a good boy! Oliver and I just sniffed one another and then went in the water. My parents were so impressed that soon after they brought me to my first dog park to see how I would do. Needless to say, I behaved myself and now I go to the park all the time!
I haven't seen Oliver since that day at the boat ramp... so we spent some time catching up and playing. He's 1/10th of my size, but chased me around like he was the big guy!