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Originally Posted by DixieGal
Dyna, the chow-chow dog that came with the husband, didn't like me. She did, however, love my spaghetti more than anything else in the world. The only times I fed her was when there was leftover spaghetti, because any other time she would threaten to chew me into tiny little pieces for stealing her master. 
I need to edit this, because actually, after we bought our house, somehow Dyna saw it as a new beginning. She stopped hating me, and even liked to hang out on the patio with me and get petted after that.
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Because you were no longer an intruder into "her" territory.