As my loyal readers (and fans) are very aware, I have a number of Lady friends who enjoy spending time with me. Last week My Dad and I picked up Kaya and her Mom for a drive to White Pines State Park, about two hours west of where we live in the Chicago area. Since it was a week day, we did not see any other dogs or people during our three hour hike on the trails.
This is me with Kaya after we ran down to the river for exploring and a drink. Kaya likes to be the boss and I am OK with her being the boss.
Here is an example of Kaya being the boss. We are in My Dad’s Scion xB and Kaya is sitting up front – without permission. I told her, “Kaya, stay in the back with me.” But she didn’t.
This Cattle Dog is named Scarlet. The first time we met, she growled at me – FOR NO REASON! She has been trying to correct her behavior with me. She comes right up next to me and just looks at me “what, no second chances?”…and I walk away. Sorry Scarlet, no second chances, at least for now.
This is Brandy – remember, THE DEMONIC SCHIZOID??? She visited last week for about an hour. She really enjoys my attentions…cheek pulling, gripping, rear leg nibbling. And every so often she goes all Demonic on me and puts me on the ground, just to remind me that she can…whenever she wants to.
Brandy and me in the Scion xB. We share the rear windows, but remember that Brandy is THE BOSS, and a lot more bossy than Kaya.
This is Bear…remember the “open carry” three-legged Shar-Pei from Texas. My Dad visits him every day so he can take a whizzz. Bear wants to get “friendly” with me but it can be a a challenge to hold onto a 58 pound Border collie when you have only three legs…but he keeps trying. Sometimes I have to give Bear some “eye” just to keep him in line. Surprisingly, he knows what “eye” means and he says, “Sorry.”
Mid 70’s in Chicago, yesterday, and My Dad took me for an “off-leash” in the Forest Preserve. I could hear squirrels to my right. And while we are on the topic of squirrels, I had a catch ‘n kill last week at the dumpster enclosure. The squirrel thought I was on the north side of the fence and he took a leap to freedom (he thought) from the south side….into the air and right into my mouth. A mid-air snag as I returned from the north side of the enclosure. Gotta pay attention is what I always say…