The Humane Society sends us all the problem dogs. They know we have a pretty solid pack of resident dogs who don't put up with much in the way of bad behavior, aggressiveness and similar nonsense.
Reader, meet Roxy, our newest foster beast.
They think she's a black lab/greyhound mix. This girl spent a good bit of her youth on the streets hanging out with the local riff raff, and picked up most of the bad habits which put those dogs on the street in the first place. We broke her of her worst habit, jumping up, in the first few hours she was with us. The biting and snapping is close to being solved as well.
Now that she's learned who's boss, she wants to get up in our face constantly. I can hardly get any work done with her around, as evidenced below.
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