Back in my old homes of NYC and DC, I would bark at people on the street and they would just laugh at me. Laugh! Like I’m some kind of a joke!
Well, luckily here in Cotonou, life’s taken a turn for the better. Here, when I growl at people on the street, they cower. When I bark, they scurry away out of sight.
I don’t know why everyone’s finally so scared of me, like they should have been all along. I heard my owners mumbling something about rabies, but I know I don’t have that because I had to get all kinds of shots for it. So I guess it’s just that they finally realized how tough of a dog I am.
Because I am very, very tough… except when it comes to bed time.