Lucy was a wild puppy when we got her at 6 months old. She lived with my brother and sister-in-law for a short while. They had gotten her from the animal shelter. We think originally she was a Christmas puppy, but whoever had her couldn't handle her. Then my husband's brother gave her to us when they had an elderly relative living with them. Again, too wild.
She was almost too wild for us. One time she broke my foot when I had her on the leash walking through a forest area. She didn't mean to. She just wanted to run and my foot twisted. For the next two years we constantly walked her and threw the frisbee. We tried to wear her down a little. No such luck.
Then one day, she started calming down. Her true personality shined through and she completely wormed her way into everyone's hearts. Here's what she taught me:
Be tolerant. Even with the ungrateful cat.
Chase coyotes off the property. We need to protect our loved ones.
Wag your tail when you see people you like.
And most of all, never pass up the opportunity to have a good time, like chasing the ball, swimming or playing frisbee.
We had to put Lucy down Monday evening. She let us know that it was time. I'm sure that right now she's in heaven being a totally wild puppy.