Happy Monday, my Garfields!
Now I've met many-a' Bernese during my time on Earth, and they're a lovely dog indeed. I mean, they have eyebrows, so I have no choice but to stan.
We only had one at my dog job tho, Hank, and he had HORRIBLE anxiety. He'd just lay in one corner of the yard all day until it was time to go. Regardless of having no fun, he was a regular and was there every single day since the place had opened, and was always excited to come.
But... He hated me. More than anyone else. My first shift there, my water bottle fell off the fence, where he had unfortunately decided to set up camp for the day, and it bonked him on the head. He NEVER trusted me after that. And I had made a gentlemen's agreement with just about every aggressive/anxious dog there, dogs that had attacked me I had turned around and became best pals with. A couple really aggressive dogs would only be good for me.... But Hank was the only one I could never befriend. It hurt my pride so deeply.... He did end up randomly mauling my coworker while she was trying to break up a fight (even tho he loved her)... So I guess I'm ok with it in the end. (she recovered completely!!) He outweighed me by a lot, I was the littlest dude employed there. Oh Hank. I hope you learn to love some day! Thanks for not killing me. <3
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