We got Coyote from the pound in 2007 and brought her home, our very own bouncing, baby dog. She has fear aggression, which means she barks at folks she’s scared of to try and convince them she’s bigger than she is and back off, please, thankyouverymuch. (It doesn’t help matters that I can totally relate to this feeling.)
She’s much better now, calmer and less prone to erupting in scary, Rottweiler eat-your-face snarling and barking, (her nickname when she was young was “Snappy the Snarlmuffin”).
This photo was snapped after our move, late last summer, and she’s in her favorite position: my side of the bed.