My foster parents were very understanding of my shortcomings. I was afraid of so many things when I arrived at their house (now it is my forever home and they are truly my parents). Sometimes Mama still tells me that I am a "pitiful" pitbull because of my fears. I was petrified of cars and many other things. Listed below are a few things that scared me but not anymore!
- cars (Mama thinks that my tail was caught in a car door and that is how it was broken)
- walking near traffic (I would not go up to the main road for a long time)
- belly rubs (I didn't trust anyone massaging me)
- cuddles (I am still not the cuddler that Sierra was but I am much better)
- kisses (I now love kisses and look forward to them all the time)
- voicing my opinions; I was very quiet (it didn't' take long for me to find my voice though and now they tell me to stop barking)
Woof, woof, till later,
Zoey
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