Love for a dog. Easy, right? It wasn't in the case of Wilson.
When we first had Wilson, he hardly wagged (he) tail. He made very little eye contact and didn't like to be petted. In addition, Wilson would be in the other room instead of (be) in the same room with us.
Wilson turned our nature loving backyard into hunting ground. We once enjoyed sitting outside watching the rabbits jump around. Instead, we watched in horror as Wilson(go) into hunting mode. Three rabbits were (quick) killed. This was the third time that he (do) such a thing.
It could have been very easy to ignore him, or worse, give him away again. But we didn't do either. We chose (love) him.
I showered him with non-stop attention. We went for walks and played catch. Every night I petted him and scratched his ears, made him very comfortable. It took over a month of this intense attention. Eventually, He no longer went into another room by himself. He would usually be by me or Robert,(rest) his head or some part of his body on our foot. We all need love and attention.
Wilson's poor behavior, we loved him anyway. Wilson has taught me what love really means.
