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Don't let those big ears and big eyes fool you!
This dog is a total jerk. Maybe it’s my fault. When I first got her she was this frail, pathetic looking dog, shivering in my arms. I, honestly, thought that I was not going to be able to keep her alive. A trip to the vet in Santo Domingo (for de-worming) and lots of dog food, eggs and milk later, Snooki is now double the size of her siblings. She looks much healthier now that she is parasite free. I think it also helps that I only give her agua buena(good water) from the botellon(5 gallon jug) and my community thinks I’m crazy for doing so. I knew I had to get her healthy and toughen her up. I’ve accomplished both but she’s a little too tough. She attacks me. She is mean. And she’s becoming rebellious.
I admit it was a bad idea to get a dog at this stage in my service considering the amount of travel I do and the upcoming holidays. Lately, Snookers has taken to loving the sitter, Milinda, more than me. Now every time she cries to be let out, she runs away to the church where Milinda lives. I’ve had countless people bring me my dog and I joke “she thinks she’s evangelical.” But I know the truth she loves Milinda and not me. It breaks my heart… sort of. I’m not sure Snooki and I have truly bonded. I don’t hug her and kiss like I do with my American dogs. I don’t let her sleep on my bed either. Maybe it’s because she’s a viralata (street dog meaning dog who knocks over garbage cans). Or maybe it’s because she’s not black! I love me a black dog; all my dogs in the states have been beautiful black mutts. Yes, Negra was beautiful in her own way. But I think the problem really is that Snooki is mean and refuses to learn the American way.
In my attempts to Amerianize the demon dog, I’ve been training her with positive reinforcement using cheese as the reward. She was house trained up until I took her to the vet, where they caged for days and ruined all of our progress. The night is the worst, I can’t let her out on her own anymore because she runs away and I can’t leave my house because the people in my community say it’s not even safe for me to open my door at night. So there goes house training. The good news is that she’s getting bigger so she’s able to hold it until the morning. I guess I’ll have to start taking her for walks. When she does something wrong, she usually responds to a finger snap and a stern “No!” accompanied with my index finger pointing at her. But her rebellious nature has taken over and now she shows her teeth to my index finger and sometimes will try to bite it. I think she’s old enough to learn “Sit” now so we’ve been working on that. Since the luz schedule is so awful, I can foresee Snooki learning some awesome tricks in the future to entertain myself.