Right now, I should be telling you about Hanover Township's meeting last night, but I'm dog tired. The reason I'm dog tired is because I'm watching one. My grandson is on vacation for a few days and I was asked to keep Suki. I think I'm her favorite person, next to Dat and his Mom.
He's had her for seven years, since she was a pup.
She's a Jack-a-Poo, called the Captain Danger of Designer Dogs. She's half toy poodle, which gives her the sweetest disposition you'll ever see. But she's also half Jack Russell Terrier, which makes her insane. When people see her, they fall in love at how cute and cuddly she is, but she is a devil dog. With a smile.
She doesn't think she's small,by the way. In a dog park, she's not happy unless she's with the pit bulls and Rottweilers.
For the past four weeks, I've been walking and even running every day, trying to get into shape for S-Day. I was up to 3 miles last week, and feeling pretty good. It was not enough time.
When Suki is with Dat, she becomes the great athlete. Dat is always playing ball. If he's playing baseball, she thinks nothing of running into the outfield to get a fly ball and run it in to home. Sometimes. Other times, she just keeps going.
When Dat is playing football, she becomes a linebacker. Dat shouts "Down" and she starts growling. Then when the ball is snapped to him and he starts running, she tackles him mercilessly. He's pretty elusive on a football field, but not with her. She jumps and starts nipping his ass until he falls down laughing. But it does not stop there. She then tries, and sometimes succeeds, in taking his pants off and running off.
Dat has become a basketball player by default because that's one ball too big for her mouth.
When she's with me, it's a hunting trip. She loses all interest in football and baseball and becomes the Great Hunter. The last thing she wants to do is actually catch something, but she loves to corner it and bark away. She's been nailed by a skunk three times over the last seven years.
Always with me.
On Saturday, her first day with me, she managed to go swimming twice in various creeks and walked four miles. On Sunday, it was six miles, during which she went after three ground hogs. On Monday, she managed to figure a way under the fence at Essroc and went right into the quarry. I could hear all kinds of racket going back and forth, but she eventually emerged, very pleased with herself. Yesterday, I couldn't get up I was so damn tired. She eventually got me up by sitting on my face. She went easy on me. Four and a half miles.
Every night, when I go to bed, she has to jump in there with me. Then she takes the covers. Also, she drops these deadly farts that should be bottled and sold to the Defense Department.
Tomorrow, when I walk her, all kinds of little kids will stop and pet her. And because she is sweet, she will give each one of them a kiss. She does it to the senior ladies who sit on Mauch Chunk Street in Nazareth, too. She basks as they tell her how cute she is. Last night, the ladies yelled at me for not feeding her enough, which she must have loved hearing.
Suki has been eating chicken, steak, hamburger, hot dog, Vienna sausages and spam. She refuses to eat dig food when with me.
Don't be fooled by her small body and little smile. She's a Devil Dog. It is 11 pm, and she's ready for another walk.
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ReplyDeleteTry not to keep her in the sun too long
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ReplyDeleteCute dog. Mine not only corners but kills groundhogs (good dog!). She's up to 34, but I am afraid her hunting days are coming to an end. Yes, I kept track over the years. She got only one this year, and she is 11 next week.
ReplyDeleteI take along a water bottle in my pocket, and she drinks out of my hand. Mine has a lot more fur than yours. You can tell when the heat is getting to them. I try to take mine out early or late in the day. Hot pavement can burn their paws, but they aren't smart enough to walk on the adjoining grass. At least mine isn't.
Enjoy the rest of your dog sitting.
I give my dog small amounts of meats, with no added stuff like gravy, sauce, etc, after she has her regular meal.
ReplyDeleteOtherwise she faithfully eats her boring dry food, which is nice and crunchy and keeps her teeth clean.
Too much human food isn't good for a dog. If your dog farts a lot, cut back on the scraps.
My dog never farts (really). She's a lady and lives up to the legend.
Yeah, I do spoil her. I do bring water with me on most of her longer walks.
ReplyDeleteThat way she can watch me drinking it.
ReplyDeleteStill nothing about Troxell and the excellent job he did in arresting the two thugs involved in the assault at the American.... I guess it wasn't negative so it's not allowed to be talked about!!! Proves my point !!!!
ReplyDeleteMy guess is that Trtachts wants to ensure all kinds of favorable publicity for Troxell so he can make him FT. I've looked at his history, and do not think he belongs in law enforcement at all. He has already got at least one person killed.
ReplyDelete" Mine not only corners but kills groundhogs (good dog!)."
ReplyDeleteWhat kind of dog? Just got back from a 2 mile walk. She broke off the leash and tore after rabbits today. It was hot but it took me twenty minutes to find her, and then she saw another rabbit.
Who told you that ?? Lahovsky or his pet troll snitch
ReplyDelete10:35, I take it you want me to write another post about Troxell. Your wish is granted.
ReplyDeleteIt looks like someone just has to pollute the crap out of every human interest story you write, to swing attention their way. And someone claims that you are a bitter old man.
ReplyDeleteThe groundhog killer is a Shetland Sheepdog. Goes for the neck and strangles them - tossing them back and forth like a doll. We have a "groundhog problem," in that they destroy the ground we walk on. A ground hog can move 400 pounds of earth to build a den. Damn bastards.
The Shetland Sheepdog is amazing. I hope your dog never mistakes me for a ground hog, despite some physical similarities.
ReplyDeleteOh, please give me a break. The grandkid is fictional. The dog isn't even his. He took that picture off of a news article....
ReplyDeleteMust be moron day
ReplyDeleteDoes Dat's dog kick pigs?
ReplyDeleteShe eats them. Does that count?
ReplyDeleteCool dog. Dogs make great bait for the ladies. Has Dat figured this out (not that a guy with his good looks needs any help)? How about you, Bernie? Any luck? My dog loves bacon.
ReplyDeleteNo such luck. You can't shine shit.
ReplyDeleteBernie ,This proves you're a human. See,dogs for the most part are smarter than humans.They perceive early that a particular human approaching them my be a threat, it a sense they have. Some Labradors for example have exhibited identities of certain chemicals at parts per Billion , My meters at work cost a thousand bucks and they are good for part per million.- Here's one Daddy come home from the office party and his dog SAM can tell if one or two of the that office staff is in estress. Doggie will be all over him in the kitchen.
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