Mango, my Belgian Malinois mix, is one of my two dogs. He's young and that's why a lot adventures are still ahead of us. Mango was unplanned dog. The decision to get a puppy was made very spontaneously by my parents. I wasn't happy about this idea, because I always expect that bringing a new animal to home should be very deliberate and resposible decision. Either way, this small, lovely and sweet pup came out in our home. On the beginning everything was great (maybe except that I looked like zombie because my new "baby" couldn't sleep at night ... and that's why I learned how to be fledgling mum haha), but with time Mango showed to us he isn't a dog for 'amateurs.'
He was the first dog, which I was raising. There were a lot of incidents which made me cry because of him. After he lunged at our neighbour I was extremely afraid that my dad will put him to sleep... and it's only one of many things which changed my life with this dog, and make it seem like a small hell. Maybe when I'm describing my incidences of life with Mango you could think that he was literally evil in dog's clothing (and it did seem bit like that). Mango, though, cartainly was a difficult dog, it's true, but at the same time he was/is the best dog-teacher I could get. People with hard dogs get experience, which show to them how much hard workmanship there is to raising a dog.
I have experienced a lot of beautiful moments with Mango, we had many adventures, visited a lot of new places, and we overcame tens (or even hundreds) of kilometers together. I'm so happy that I encountered such an amazing dog as Mango is. He gas taught me more than I taught him :) Now, Mango is already more mature and I've put a lot of effort into this. To be honest, he's not the same dog. He isn't still a dog-angel, yet he is my big love, dog frisbee/obedience master and the best photo-model ever. Regardless his multiple character flaws, my family woouldn't change him for any other dog ever. We love him.
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