For The Love Of Dogs

More dog tales.

Our first dog was Doberman “Ginger,” and he was quite a character. For example, we had a pond with a Koi fish. One day the fish lay half eaten in front of our entrance door. Thank you, Ginger, for being so thoughtful and sharing your meal with me.

One day the kids had the gate left open, and two large dogs came in. There was no fight, but the tension ripped a tendon on Ginger’s foot. The Vet repaired it, but afterwards she was only half the dog she used to be.

I scolded my seven year old daughter. After it got dark, she still was in the garden and I searched for her. Finally I heard some noise in the dog house. OK, I heard my daughter complaining to Ginger that dad was so mean. Children get attached to dogs, and it’s good for them to have these different relationships.

Ginger chewed on everything. In those days, I didn’t see leather bones that would have solved the problem. Nowadays, my 95 pound Boxer “Ross” chewed up one leather bone a day in his younger days.

When we went on vacation, Ginger always knew three days in advance that we would leave, and she became sad. A neighbor took care of her, but that was no substitute for her family. When Ginger was 10 years old, we left for another skiing vacation. I gave her a hug but she growled at me the first time ever. When we came back, Ginger had starved herself to death. Ever since, we had at least two dogs to keep each other company.

We got our German Shepherd “Rocky” as a little puppy. When we went for a walk, I inadvertently kicked him time after time because he was glued on to my heel. As an adult, he was strong enough to stand up while I was sitting on him.

When we were gone, rain or shine, Rocky waited 24/7 at the gate for us. When I took him on a hike up a mountain, then Rocky was the only dog I ever had who looked and looked at the beautiful scenery below us.

My daughter wanted a horse but found it too “boring” to learn with our neighbors how to take care of a large animal. So, I bought her a Great Dane as a horse substitute. It became her great love. When “Sir Mordred” died, she had him cremated and placed the ashes in a beautiful, treasured redwood box.

Anyway, Mordred was the most human-like dog we ever had. For example, when we walked three days one way, but on the fourth day I wanted to take to different trail, then he started pulling me with his 125 pounds in the direction we had gone previously. He was the only dog who ever argued with me. And his tail was a weapon that could inflict pain.

Boxer Maxi was my most expensive dog. He jumped on my desk and chewed up my hearing aids, glasses, and you name it. On the other hand, he enforced law and order when my two female Boxers Roxy and Heidi squabbled. Since Roxy was the stronger one, Maxi usually helped Heidi.

Why do dogs like to rest in the middle of the doorway so you have to climb over them? Why do they always follow you to the bathroom and investigate what you are doing? And why do they remove a blanket that covers them at night, and roll it up to lie on it?

90% of the time my dogs sleep in a manner that they can watch me at night by just opening an eye. Some of our dogs love to swim in our pond on hot summer days, but not all. Trying to introduce a new boy too quickly to the pack caused a dog fight that sent me to a hospital ER to get two dozen stitches on my arm. I made mistakes and learnt from them.

When my daughter worked on a school project, I came up with the idea of building four insulated dog houses. One out of plywood with protected Styrofoam, two with left-over carpet pieces over a wooden frame, and one with a two inch thick sturdy insulation that dogs repeatedly chewed on. At our SoCal light frost at nights, the dogs were perfectly warm.

My wife and I had different work schedules (and I snore.) So, after our children left the nest, I moved into one of their rooms and started having my dogs sleeping with me in my new bedroom. I love it, but it’s a poor substitute for not having my wife next to me.

And we had other pets.

A rooster discovered that in our covered breeze walk between the house and the garage his crowing was three times louder than anywhere else. Luckily, our bedrooms were at the opposite end of the house.

And one time the rooster didn’t come home when it got dark. Eventually I found him lying like dead in front of a raccoon that was just about to have a nice meal. I retrieved my rooster, but it took three days before it recovered from its shock and started moving again.

Our chicken coop is visited by squirrels that dig tunnels into the coop to steal chicken food and scare our chickens.

And we had Mallards and Perl hens. But when raccoons took them one by one, then I set free the remaining ones at the Riverside National Cemetery where they integrated with flocks of water fowl on a lake, and happily lived ever after.

A friend gave us four geese for our pond. But at night they sought the security of our house, sleeping in our breeze walk. Well, they

converted our tiles into a slippery nightmare, and eventually I brought them also to the Riverside National Cemetery Lake.

We had an avery with two dozen parakeets. We all loved the soothing and gentle entertainment. We also had breeding boxes, and the parakeets multiplied so much that we gave babies birds away to our neighbors. The avery was eventually destroyed by termites, and I didn’t rebuilt it.

Cats are the favored food for coyotes. We have given up having them. You just can’t keep cats securely inside the fence like dogs.

also posted at Dog tales -- and how do you feel about dogs?

Pictures below: (a) my current Boxer pack; (b+c) our Great Dane is the only dog not laid to rest at our pet cemetery but has his own resting place; (d) the Motel 6 chain permits two dogs per room; and (e) my wife's pets are two chickens.

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packleader said:
More dog tales.

Our first dog was Doberman “Ginger,” and he was quite a character. For example, we had a pond with a Koi fish. One day the fish lay half eaten in front of our entrance door. Thank you, Ginger, for being so thoughtful and sharing your meal with me.

One day the kids had the gate left open, and two large dogs came in. There was no fight, but the tension ripped a tendon on Ginger’s foot. The Vet repaired it, but afterwards she was only half the dog she used to be.

I scolded my seven year old daughter. After it got dark, she still was in the garden and I searched for her. Finally I heard some noise in the dog house. OK, I heard my daughter complaining to Ginger that dad was so mean. Children get attached to dogs, and it’s good for them to have these different relationships.

Ginger chewed on everything. In those days, I didn’t see leather bones that would have solved the problem. Nowadays, my 95 pound Boxer “Ross” chewed up one leather bone a day in his younger days.

When we went on vacation, Ginger always knew three days in advance that we would leave, and she became sad. A neighbor took care of her, but that was no substitute for her family. When Ginger was 10 years old, we left for another skiing vacation. I gave her a hug but she growled at me the first time ever. When we came back, Ginger had starved herself to death. Ever since, we had at least two dogs to keep each other company.

We got our German Shepherd “Rocky” as a little puppy. When we went for a walk, I inadvertently kicked him time after time because he was glued on to my heel. As an adult, he was strong enough to stand up while I was sitting on him.

When we were gone, rain or shine, Rocky waited 24/7 at the gate for us. When I took him on a hike up a mountain, then Rocky was the only dog I ever had who looked and looked at the beautiful scenery below us.

My daughter wanted a horse but found it too “boring” to learn with our neighbors how to take care of a large animal. So, I bought her a Great Dane as a horse substitute. It became her great love. When “Sir Mordred” died, she had him cremated and placed the ashes in a beautiful, treasured redwood box.

Anyway, Mordred was the most human-like dog we ever had. For example, when we walked three days one way, but on the fourth day I wanted to take to different trail, then he started pulling me with his 125 pounds in the direction we had gone previously. He was the only dog who ever argued with me. And his tail was a weapon that could inflict pain.

Boxer Maxi was my most expensive dog. He jumped on my desk and chewed up my hearing aids, glasses, and you name it. On the other hand, he enforced law and order when my two female Boxers Roxy and Heidi squabbled. Since Roxy was the stronger one, Maxi usually helped Heidi.

Why do dogs like to rest in the middle of the doorway so you have to climb over them? Why do they always follow you to the bathroom and investigate what you are doing? And why do they remove a blanket that covers them at night, and roll it up to lie on it?

90% of the time my dogs sleep in a manner that they can watch me at night by just opening an eye. Some of our dogs love to swim in our pond on hot summer days, but not all. Trying to introduce a new boy too quickly to the pack caused a dog fight that sent me to a hospital ER to get two dozen stitches on my arm. I made mistakes and learnt from them.

When my daughter worked on a school project, I came up with the idea of building four insulated dog houses. One out of plywood with protected Styrofoam, two with left-over carpet pieces over a wooden frame, and one with a two inch thick sturdy insulation that dogs repeatedly chewed on. At our SoCal light frost at nights, the dogs were perfectly warm.

My wife and I had different work schedules (and I snore.) So, after our children left the nest, I moved into one of their rooms and started having my dogs sleeping with me in my new bedroom. I love it, but it’s a poor substitute for not having my wife next to me.

And we had other pets.

A rooster discovered that in our covered breeze walk between the house and the garage his crowing was three times louder than anywhere else. Luckily, our bedrooms were at the opposite end of the house.

And one time the rooster didn’t come home when it got dark. Eventually I found him lying like dead in front of a raccoon that was just about to have a nice meal. I retrieved my rooster, but it took three days before it recovered from its shock and started moving again.

Our chicken coop is visited by squirrels that dig tunnels into the coop to steal chicken food and scare our chickens.

And we had Mallards and Perl hens. But when raccoons took them one by one, then I set free the remaining ones at the Riverside National Cemetery where they integrated with flocks of water fowl on a lake, and happily lived ever after.

A friend gave us four geese for our pond. But at night they sought the security of our house, sleeping in our breeze walk. Well, they

converted our tiles into a slippery nightmare, and eventually I brought them also to the Riverside National Cemetery Lake.

We had an avery with two dozen parakeets. We all loved the soothing and gentle entertainment. We also had breeding boxes, and the parakeets multiplied so much that we gave babies birds away to our neighbors. The avery was eventually destroyed by termites, and I didn’t rebuilt it.

Cats are the favored food for coyotes. We have given up having them. You just can’t keep cats securely inside the fence like dogs.

also posted at Dog tales -- and how do you feel about dogs?

Pictures below: (a) my current Boxer pack; (b+c) our Great Dane is the only dog not laid to rest at our pet cemetery but has his own resting place; (d) the Motel 6 chain permits two dogs per room; and (e) my wife's pets are two chickens.

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Somehow I don’t think any coyote will be bothering you.
 
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