I've trained and worked with enough wall flowers that I knew if given a choice, I wouldn't want either of those personalities. There's nothing wrong with those temperaments, it's just that I've been there, done that and now I want a confident but compliant, submissive dog. One that will be easy to have around other dogs.

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Kaylee won't start a fight and she won't engage in one. She won't be possessive and won't have an attitude. She'll share and her preference will always be to just have fun. No social hierarchy battles. Of course, I say that about her now, but she's a dog and nature does takes it's course. By the time she is an adolescent, she'll probably be displaying all those "undesirable" traits, but then what teenager doesn't? However, once past all that maturation stuff, she'll emerge as the perfect dog. You can check back in on us in another few years to see how we're doing.

Many people say they didn't choose their puppy but their puppy chose them. I wouldn't exactly say that Kaylee chose me, but she managed in her own way to confirm to me that she was indeed the chosen one.

Trudy gave all the puppies names either based on their personality or some trait or by the color of the collar the puppy wore. Kaylee was Pinky because she wore a pink collar. I almost had a silent chant whenever I was with the puppies, "Where's Pinky? Where's Pinky?"

As I said she never really stood out in the crowd. When I entered the pen and 13 puppies descended on me, my eyes were constantly searching for her. She didn't stand out. Someone else would enter the pen and the pups would scatter dividing their attention between the different visitors, each other and every other distraction. Inevitably I would give up searching for her only to find a little puppy with a pink collar already in my lap. She did this so much that after awhile I learned it was easiest to find her if I just looked right next to me. She was always there. I don't know if she remembered me from the early visits when I held her in my arms frequently, or maybe she just liked me too.

On the day we arrived to pick her up to take her home, Trudy had switched collars. Not intentionally to confuse us, but it just happened. When all the pups came running up I saw the puppy in the pink collar and knew immediately she wasn't Kaylee. I knew the pups had grown and changed since I had seen them 2 weeks before, but I knew this puppy was not the real Pinky. But I couldn't find the real Pinky. Once again she blended in with the crowd and once again she was one who stayed at my side when many of the others scampered away to see who else came to visit.

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