I thought I found my dog, but now I think that I stole her.
In 2007 I was fishing at a lake and saw some people with three black labs throw something into the lake: when one of the dogs jumped into to fetch it, they drove off. That dog then walked past 20 other people, came directly to me, ate my lunch, got in my car and wouldn't get out. So I took her home, fattened her up and spoiled her rotten.
Over time I came to see what a nuisance she can be and have often resorted to pretending to throw something in one direction so that I could escape in another. I've learned that she is always hungry for human food, and I still have trouble getting her out of the car. In 09 we went ice-fishing/drinking at the same lake and she acted like she was coming home, so I think I stole her.
Kimberly- my dog- is not at all stable. She has elevated passive-aggressive bullying to an art form. She has this habit of twisting her head to look at people that she wants to pet her upside down, and often this causes her to fall down. And she falls all the time on the ice outside.