Sparky bonded to Mrs. Brown almost at once. By the time they got home he wouldn't let her out of his sight.

As the days followed, it was clear that Sparky had some problems.

He was house trained easily, as he wanted to do what ever Mrs. Brown asked. He had learned to love her at once. Her and her little grand son. Sparky thought of the boy has his very own boy. And the boy, when he saw Sparky, with his white coat and black markings on his little face, thought of the pup as his very own.

When the boy was there, Sparky, as Mrs. Brown called him, was in doggy heaven.

However, when Mrs. Brown, who Sparky thought of as being his mom, went to work things changed.

Sparky first tore the drapes down from their rods, trying to see if his mom was going to come back.

Then he ripped holes in the sofa. Lastly, he tore big holes in the carpets.

Mrs. Brown bought a crate and crate trained Sparky.

Sparky was very unhappy about this, but his mom gave him kong toys stuffed with peanut butter and other fine treats. Soon Sparky the little puppy was Sparky the 28 pound terrier.

Mrs. Brown soon realized the Sparky would have to have obedience lessons or he would try to run the household. Many dogs DO run their homes, but NO dog should be alowed to do so.

Mrs. Brown called her local dog obedience club and signed Sparky up for classes.

Sparky was awful. He lunged at the other dogs, growling and snapping. He would not do sits or downs and he always pulled when he was told to heel.

Mrs. Brown keep working, but the boys father told her that Sparky was a sorry excuse for a dog and she should never had brought him home. However the boy loved Sparky and kept telling everyone that Sparky was a find good boy.