Last Saturday, the first Saturday in May, Dazzler went back to his breeder.
Unbeknownst to me, he had nipped three of my friends hard enough to draw blood. A service dog cannot do that. So that alone would have made him have to go back. However, he also attacked Donovan. That was the last straw. I love Donovan. He's saved me from harm many times.
Dazzler, while loving in his own way, was just too feisty. Too willing to do battle on slight provocation. So I said good-bye to… Continue