Over the next few weeks, I learned a lot about Sadie – I even told my mom I thought I knew everything about her about a month into living with her. I knew she LOVED giving “Sadie kisses” to people, but used not dogs. She detested other dogs. The kisses were bites with dogs – even my mom’s dog, Mr. Bobo, another adopted cocker spaniel from the Humane Society I adored – Mr. Bobo and I met while I was in college and we had our own really special relationship of our own. When Sadie bit Mr. Bobo, I sent her to my room for two hours! I was mad. But I digress! I also knew she loved chasing anything that moved outside – except cars – but motorcycles and trucks she loved chasing, along with any kind animal - and absolutely refused to go outside when it was raining. She knew how to give high fives and I taught her how to shake and roll over. I knew if she slept near my head, she was feeling insecure – by my feet, she was fine. That covers the basics, right? Apparently not.