Raven Loses Her Self-Control

It’s dinner time. Raven knows it. She tries very hard to maintain herself.

Trying to be good

When she gets anxious, she steps outside her crate to tell me so.

Hungry!  Want food now!

Then she goes back inside and raises the volume of her demands.

Are you listening?

This is the point where she zones out and is about to leave her senses.

Almost gone…

Rabid dog! Rabid dog! Hungry Rabid Dog!

Gone!

Baby tells it like it is.

Baby tells it like it is.

Raven had to stay behind the curtain until she calmed her bad self down. Then she got served dinner.

About Helen

I’m a Southern California living in South Florida. I’ve been here for 10 years as of October 1, 2007. No matter where I live, I’m a dog lover, and my breed is the Dobermann Pinscher of the Working Group. I am also fond of the Australian Shepherd of the Herding Group. My life revolves around my dogs, which is something those family members of mine don’t understand. So I’m an island in that respect, but have built friendships with those who are doggie lovers and respect the canine as much as I do. Some do rescue, some train in, compete in, and judge AKC trials. The common thread is our dogs are family.

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