This is so true!
When we had Geoff the puppy living with us Rob very patiently taught him how to use the dog door. He jumped in and out a few times and then poked a toy through the hole from outside. After Rob waggled it to get his attention, he’d pull it through, as if to say, “come on, Mr. toy can make through the door and so can you.” It was so cute!
This was repeated until Geoff finally stuck his head through on his own but he wasn’t too sure about pushing out through the flap. Our dog door is installed kind of high since it was originally placed for Freya who was a tall German Shepherd and the pup’s legs weren’t that long but Rob barked and ran in circles until Geoff just couldn’t stand it anymore and finally jumped the rest of the way through. Soon he was flying through the dog door as if he’d been doing it forever.
I give this beagle a 10 for creative problem solving.
Our Gracie was a counter-surfer when she first came to live with us so snacks, the butter dish, balls of yarn all needed to be kept off the kitchen table when unattended. Since the only dogs we had previously lived with were Freya (100 pounds) and Robby (70 pounds) who couldn’t have gotten onto a counter if they’d wanted to, nothing really prepared me for what this Formosan Mountain cat-dog could get into. The only difference between her and the beagle in the video is that she is so athletic that she didn’t need a chair.
One day I left the two dogs upstairs with their dog door open into their dog yard while I was downstairs in my studio with a client and the communicating door was closed. When I was finished for the day and came upstairs Gracie was all excited and was trying to herd me outside like Lassie. I walked out onto the porch and she leaped off to run a gleeful Victory lap around a cairn of avocados and other fruits she had stolen from the garden window over the sink and carried outside to stack into a pile. As I brought them all back inside I saw that each had a distinctive fang pattern pierced into it.
I found this great video today…
Our dogs love ice cubes, we call them water-bones, but only Freya ever operated the ice maker on her own. Rob sits at the fridge and asks nicely. I think Scott’s Aunt Judy’s Golden retriever, Sam, did what this dog is doing because I remember coming into the kitchen and finding spots of water on the floor when he had been alone in there.
I love how you can hear the woman filming say that there is never any ice … check your ice dispenser and see if it has a lock button, mine does but we never use it. I guess someone ought to point hers out to her 😉
Is this amazing?
No it is not a shark.
It is a dog, a pet dog, in fact, diving for a tennis ball. See the ball?
Click the link to see more in the series, they are all pretty freaky… and toothy!
Here is the link: Diving Dogs
Rob and Gracie have a bed-time ritual.
When they go out to the dog-yard at night for the last time before bed they each get half a cookie when they come back in and then the dog door is locked for the night.
So they both hopped out through the dog door and I snapped a cookie in half and held on to it.
Gracie came in and I gave her her half and she trotted off to bed.
Rob didn’t come in…
and didn’t come in…
and soon she trotted back into the kitchen and sat in front of me as if to say, ” if he’s not going to eat that…”
How could I resist such cute ears?
This will take the pain out of Monday
Dog Shaming, Oh my gods, I can’t believe I’ve never seen this before! Thank you, fellow blogger Ashley Bollinger for turning me on to this website. I am thrilled that this website gives people a safe place to vent and to laugh, and to see that some of these behaviors are normal “bad dog” behaviors and not a reason to beat a dog or to give a dog away. I have brought you a small selection of photos, there are many more!
Check out Dogshaming.
Check out Ashley Bollinger’s Blog
Now for the pix!
Gracie is our 2 year old Formosan Mountain Dog who was rescued from Taiwan and brought to the US. We were coming home late last night so a friend came over to feed and let her out in the yard. Something spooked her and she leapt the 6 foot fence. She was last seen at 2nd & 142nd in Burien. We’ve been walking all over the neighborhood calling her but she
hasn’t come home yet. She is wearing a blue and orange collar with tags and she is chipped but she is so skittish that I don’t know if anyone would be able to catch her. If anyone hears anything or spots her anywhere, please call me!
Inga Duncan Thornell / 206-459-6963
Update: Just after we posted signs, I got a call from a nice woman who stopped cars on Ambaum to help Gracie cross. She said she was running flat-out and headed South toward 152nd. We just papered that area with signs and tomorrow, when they are open, I can canvass all the vet offices. Thank you everyone for the great suggestions. I have posts on FB, craigslist, Home Again. Keep those ideas coming!
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