Sweeping with the Enemy
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Married Life!
By Cathi LaMarche

Don't find fault. Find a remedy.
~Henry Ford

Forget the five teenage stepdaughters I had acquired — it was my new husband's adopted dog that frightened me. As Michael and I settled into married life, his Australian Shepherd became increasingly unsettled. Each time Michael snuggled up to me, Frodo emitted a visceral growl from the depths of his belly, warning me that he wasn't keen on sharing his master's affections.

"Don't worry. He'll warm up to you in no time," Michael assured me. But as Frodo lowered his shoulders, raised his hackles, and jostled between us, I remained skeptical.
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