I owned a wolf dog hybrid. Her name was Chili and she was black as night. She was the most wonderful companion and the most amazing animal, but definitely not your normal canine. She was smart and cunning and I had to break her like a bronco when she was about three months old.
We were having a training session in the yard and she was really out of control, biting and acting out. I was on one knee and trying to calm her when she latched onto my earlobe and would not let go. I became angry and used it. I rolled her onto her back and pressed down hard on the rib-cage. I snarled into her face, my mouth dripping saliva. Pretty dramatic? It was. She turned her head away from me and relaxed her body. That was it, I was alpha dog from that moment on.
She was the most loyal and amazing animal I have ever encountered and I will never forget her. We would walk at night in the woods and in an instant she would silently leave my side and circle me checking out the surrounding terrain, slipping in and out of the shadows, then when she had decided that all was well, she would reappear at my knee. Just a magical bond.
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