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Full Version: Oh, you have to see this! WaPo's Tribute to Old Dogs
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Lucy, 12, eats things that are not food: shoes, sofa cushions and drapery. When her owner bought a popular obedience-training book titled "Why Good Dogs Do Bad Things," Lucy ate that, too.
This totally reminds me of when my wife and I first got our Jack Russell. He was a foundling, and after giving him a bath and taking a trimmer to his tattered up fur, we let him sleep in the bed with us. The next day we bought a bunch of stuff for him- toys, leashes, collars, and a crate for him to sleep in. He didn't like the crate. . . to say the least. He spent that entire first night trying to claw his way out of it while we tried everything we could think of to calm him down.
Day 3 we went to find some dog training tools, and found a clicker-training kit, and some flash cards with instructions for teaching different tricks; one of them included a picture of a dog in a box with a caption that said, "fun in a box." The card basically taught you how to play peek-a-boo with the dog.
We left him in the apartment that day for work, and when we came back we found that he had climbed onto the table where we had left the kit and knocked it all over the floor. He devoured the rawhide diploma in the kit, and scattered the flash cards all over the floor. The only one destroyed though was, "Fun in a Box."
Our dogs now all sleep on pillows at the end of the day, and the Jack Russell invariably finds his way onto the bed by morning.
QUOTE (Hardball @ Oct 8 2008, 09:24 AM) 
This totally reminds me of when my wife and I first got our Jack Russell. He was a foundling, and after giving him a bath and taking a trimmer to his tattered up fur, we let him sleep in the bed with us. The next day we bought a bunch of stuff for him- toys, leashes, collars, and a crate for him to sleep in. He didn't like the crate. . . to say the least. He spent that entire first night trying to claw his way out of it while we tried everything we could think of to calm him down.
Day 3 we went to find some dog training tools, and found a clicker-training kit, and some flash cards with instructions for teaching different tricks; one of them included a picture of a dog in a box with a caption that said, "fun in a box." The card basically taught you how to play peek-a-boo with the dog.
We left him in the apartment that day for work, and when we came back we found that he had climbed onto the table where we had left the kit and knocked it all over the floor. He devoured the rawhide diploma in the kit, and scattered the flash cards all over the floor. The only one destroyed though was, "Fun in a Box."
Our dogs now all sleep on pillows at the end of the day, and the Jack Russell invariably finds his way onto the bed by morning.
Day 3 we went to find some dog training tools, and found a clicker-training kit, and some flash cards with instructions for teaching different tricks; one of them included a picture of a dog in a box with a caption that said, "fun in a box." The card basically taught you how to play peek-a-boo with the dog.
We left him in the apartment that day for work, and when we came back we found that he had climbed onto the table where we had left the kit and knocked it all over the floor. He devoured the rawhide diploma in the kit, and scattered the flash cards all over the floor. The only one destroyed though was, "Fun in a Box."
Our dogs now all sleep on pillows at the end of the day, and the Jack Russell invariably finds his way onto the bed by morning.
Those pictures are wonderful!!!
QUOTE (Hardball @ Oct 8 2008, 08:24 AM)
This totally reminds me of when my wife and I first got our Jack Russell. He was a foundling, and after giving him a bath and taking a trimmer to his tattered up fur, we let him sleep in the bed with us. The next day we bought a bunch of stuff for him- toys, leashes, collars, and a crate for him to sleep in. He didn't like the crate. . . to say the least. He spent that entire first night trying to claw his way out of it while we tried everything we could think of to calm him down.
Day 3 we went to find some dog training tools, and found a clicker-training kit, and some flash cards with instructions for teaching different tricks; one of them included a picture of a dog in a box with a caption that said, "fun in a box." The card basically taught you how to play peek-a-boo with the dog.
We left him in the apartment that day for work, and when we came back we found that he had climbed onto the table where we had left the kit and knocked it all over the floor. He devoured the rawhide diploma in the kit, and scattered the flash cards all over the floor. The only one destroyed though was, "Fun in a Box."
Our dogs now all sleep on pillows at the end of the day, and the Jack Russell invariably finds his way onto the bed by morning.
Day 3 we went to find some dog training tools, and found a clicker-training kit, and some flash cards with instructions for teaching different tricks; one of them included a picture of a dog in a box with a caption that said, "fun in a box." The card basically taught you how to play peek-a-boo with the dog.
We left him in the apartment that day for work, and when we came back we found that he had climbed onto the table where we had left the kit and knocked it all over the floor. He devoured the rawhide diploma in the kit, and scattered the flash cards all over the floor. The only one destroyed though was, "Fun in a Box."
Our dogs now all sleep on pillows at the end of the day, and the Jack Russell invariably finds his way onto the bed by morning.
Thanks for the story.
I'm sure your foundling has taught you some more lessons since. Seems like I just lost my OLD dog yesterday (a Terrier/Chihuahua) who educated me muchly. Just lately, I've been thinking seriously about another Golden Retriever, so we can both tie on our bandanas and go play frisbee in the park.
My beloved yellow lab Zowie is 12, she's doing OK but showing her age. Thanks for this, eggy...
Bad cell phone picture, but she's still the Smiling Dog... we've been calling her Miss Congeniality for years and I'm sure all will agree she is MUCH prettier and sweeter than MILFy McMooseburger...
Bad cell phone picture, but she's still the Smiling Dog... we've been calling her Miss Congeniality for years and I'm sure all will agree she is MUCH prettier and sweeter than MILFy McMooseburger...
QUOTE (NamelessGenXer @ Oct 8 2008, 09:04 AM)
My beloved yellow lab Zowie is 12, she's doing OK but showing her age. Thanks for this, eggy...
Bad cell phone picture, but she's still the Smiling Dog... we've been calling her Miss Congeniality for years and I'm sure all will agree she is MUCH prettier and sweeter than MILFy McMooseburger...
Bad cell phone picture, but she's still the Smiling Dog... we've been calling her Miss Congeniality for years and I'm sure all will agree she is MUCH prettier and sweeter than MILFy McMooseburger...
ADORABLE!!!!
Oh, those eyes tell a story!!! Playful, fun, kind, loving.
QUOTE (NamelessGenXer @ Oct 8 2008, 10:04 AM)
My beloved yellow lab Zowie is 12, she's doing OK but showing her age. Thanks for this, eggy...
Bad cell phone picture, but she's still the Smiling Dog... we've been calling her Miss Congeniality for years and I'm sure all will agree she is MUCH prettier and sweeter than MILFy McMooseburger...
Bad cell phone picture, but she's still the Smiling Dog... we've been calling her Miss Congeniality for years and I'm sure all will agree she is MUCH prettier and sweeter than MILFy McMooseburger...
Such a happy dog
just wanna squish her.
QUOTE (egghead @ Oct 8 2008, 10:10 AM)
ADORABLE!!!! Oh, those eyes tell a story!!! Playful, fun, kind, loving.
Oh, those eyes tell a story!!! Playful, fun, kind, loving.She's all that and more... and my longhair tuxedo kitty Penny is, too
QUOTE (NamelessGenXer @ Oct 8 2008, 09:21 AM)
She's all that and more... and my longhair tuxedo kitty Penny is, too
Uh-oh, kitty rulz.
Just guessing here, but picture taking is not tops on Penny's list?
QUOTE (egghead @ Oct 8 2008, 11:19 AM)
Uh-oh, kitty rulz. Just guessing here, but picture taking is not tops on Penny's list?
Just guessing here, but picture taking is not tops on Penny's list?Yes indeed, Zowie always smiles and poses pretty for the camera, and Penny was under the bed / attacking the camera like two seconds after this photo was taken.
Cats are from Venus. Dogs are from Mars. (and we love them both :-)
QUOTE (NamelessGenXer @ Oct 8 2008, 10:44 AM)
Yes indeed, Zowie always smiles and poses pretty for the camera, and Penny was under the bed / attacking the camera like two seconds after this photo was taken.
Cats are from Venus. Dogs are from Mars. (and we love them both :-)
Cats are from Venus. Dogs are from Mars. (and we love them both :-)
I used to think that, but I actually believe, being the antrhopomorphic human I try not to be, that cats AND dogs are genderless.
It's all about breeding or over-breeding with cats and dogs from my experience.
I have too many "favorites" in the series to pick just one or two.
QUOTE (NamelessGenXer @ Oct 8 2008, 07:21 AM)
She's all that and more... and my longhair tuxedo kitty Penny is, too
Stuh.Ning. That's a calendar shot, right there...
xoxoxo
This is one of my dogs..."FUZZY" He is one, cool, calm, and collected dude!
Here is SABBATH.
This is my Schnauzer....Shhhhhh...... she is the "secret dog"
QUOTE (LilaTheGreat @ Oct 8 2008, 12:21 PM)
This is my Schnauzer....Shhhhhh...... she is the "secret dog"
She is shiney!!! Secret? As in top secret?
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