I turned around and told the puppy to go away, but noooo...she kept following me...So I took the puppy and carried her all the way to the front door of my house. As soon as I placed her on the ground, I ran as fast as I could to the mail box. I was so close to making it to the mail box...when Sasha ran like crazy fast to me.
I figured she wasn't going to stop following me. I then came to the conclusion of placing her inside the house and then running like crazy to the mail box. That is exactly what I did. I placed her in the house, closed the door, and ran even faster then before, i got half way to the mailbox, again, and somehow the puppy got out of the house, no idea how because it's like the smallest puppy in the world, She ran straight to me again.
By this time the puppy new what I was trying to do. I did the same thing again Only this time I put her in the house, in my sisters room, on the bed. I then ran out the door towards the mail box yet again. This time I didn't even get half way to the mail box. In-fact I didn't even make it past my front yard. Sasha charged at me barking. As soon as Sasha made it to me...MUNCH! SHE BIT MY LEG!!!
It was that day I realized that if your puppy wants to follow you, let it follow you, don't be the fool that gets bit at the end.









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