My big dog Sandy is the most perfect pet in the world.
She’s great with my kids, she rarely barks, and she knows just the right place in our back field to do her “business” (most of the time).
Other than a good “back side” scratch every now and then, Sandy really requires very little on my part. And when you’ve got five children vying for your attention, a low maintenance dog can be a blessing from heaven.
Recently, we’ve noticed something about Sandy, however, that’s a bit out of character for her.
You see, when my husband gets down on his knees to play with our youngest daughter, Sandy will often set her furry self between the two of them.
It seems that she’s trying to redirect the attention and fun back to herself. I think that our perfect dog is a bit jealous.
I understand the feeling of jealousy … I’m sure most of you do. It creeps up on us when we least expect it, and – Wham! – there it is making us say and do things that often we’re ashamed of later.
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