The Adventure Begins
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I have done the last two post on my dog Dakota, AKA The KING, AKA His Highness so I thought I would continue with that theme in the way of telling you stories about this dog. I for one have never been around a dog like him before. It has been an experience for sure. My daughter had gotten Dakota as a puppy for my grandson Caleb. She had in her mind that he needed a dog but at that age, Caleb was not interested in a dog so he did what all boys do…….chased him and scared him! Six months after getting the dog Amber moved and could not take him with her. This is what I heard, "mom can you keep him for a few days till we find him a home"…LOL…. They never tried but I did. Problem was, this little Rat Terrier had wormed his way into my heart and every time I found someone that might want him, I found something wrong with them. He came to live with me in August and finally by January the next year, I admitted he was mine. All the time up to that point I kept saying, "I