Luna, Golden Retriever

[Kevin G]

I was in my early 30s, a bachelor, when I got Luna, my first Golden Retriever. She was around 60 pounds, had long, red, silky hair, many people thought she was part Irish Setter.
When I left her in the house for more than a few hours, I would often come home to find a single piece of trash, right by the door that I would enter through. Luna would be upstairs underneath the bed. Sometimes I would summon her, and she would slink down the stairs in a manner that reminded me of the dog in the cartoon the Grinch that stole Christmas. Other times I would pick up the piece of trash and discard it and just go about my business. She would eventually come downstairs and watch me.
Understand that I had the option of putting the trash out of her reach under the sink. Of course I made this all about me and she was showing displeasure about my absence.
I was visiting a friend of mine, who is a psychologist, told her about Luna's behavior. I concluded by saying the whole thing was rather wild, because Luna's behavior was passive aggressive.
My friend looked at me and said "Kevin, If you think about it, what's really wild is where do you think she learned it?"
Kevin G

 

[s&wchad]

Dogs are something else!

Our first lab Katie was crated during the day while we were at work. She was accustomed to some good play/training time in the evenings and turned out to be a great hunter. If we left her out of the crate and went out to dinner in the evening, she'd pull a cushion off the sofa and destroy it. I loved that sofa, but I loved that dog more. I miss her.

Our second lab Belle was afraid of loud noises, couldn't be trusted off leash and never hunted. She was a lover and a good house pet. I miss her too.

Our current lab Scout is a the smallest of the three, but she's fast as lightning and stubborn as a mule! She gets into everything and barks at me when I reprimand her. We had her spayed 11 days ago. Our vet gave us a "Onesy" (leotard) instead of an old school "cone of shame" to prevent her from getting at the incision. Her incision is healing up well, but now she jumps up and nails me in the man parts with her front paws every chance she gets. I wonder what a shrink would have to say about that...

 

[Rustyt1953]

Story time with Bear.

Kevin, that nice Monkey Knuckle you made for him is now a happy memory.

 

[Doug M.]

Ted regularly grabs some item of ours and cuddles it. He almost never chews/damages, just has it. He has had my wife's glasses; my BP cuff; various pillows, you name it.

 

[jeffrefrig]

We came down to visit sister and bil in SC. Dan threw Angel's bed down and Oscar the weiner dog jumped on it! His turf, he's old and he's the boss!
She hasn't chewed up anything yet.

 

[max]

Our current Golden will wad up the rug by the back door when we are gone. We think she sleeps there, then jumps on the couch when we return.

 

[Breadman1]

My Labs the most loyal dog I've ever had, loves everybody and everything

 

[Greyman50]

When we got our 2nd Greyhound Gear, short for PassingGear the lady at the rescue said get him a crate as he is " used to them. Our first one never had one so we hesitantly got one. When we got Gear home we let him check out house and I set up the crate. When Gear came back in the living room and saw the crate he gave us " the look". Folded crate back, back in the box and let him sleep on a rug. Later he would get in the king size bed with us, fold in his Long legs, put his head on his pillow and sleep all night. However if some critter came in the yard at night he was " up and at em" in a flash growling and snarling. Open back door and he would be half way towards fence before the motion lights came one. Dead whatever in 1 to 2 bites. Two tree rats met their ends when he was at the back door one day doing his thing. Opened the door and he had one in about 6 seconds. Maybe they were used to normal dogs?

 

[Faulkner]

No doubt Kevin, they are always watching . . . .

 

[Rustyt1953]

The postman cometh.

Thank you Kevin.

 

[Doug M.]

Rosie, our small dog (smallest adult we have ever had at roughly 40 pounds) looks like a scaled down Boxer. My suspicion is that she has some Boston Terrier in her was confirmed when I took her to work for a little bit yesterday; 2 of staff who have Bostons see it in her. She is high energy much of the time, and was just in heaven when I took her around to meet everyone in the place. At night, she hops on the bed and sleeps more or less at our feet; sometimes she stretches out so she is in contact with us.

 

[Marshwheeling]

My Luna

My Luna is a 13-year-old toy Aussie. About eight years ago, she lost her left eye to the neighborhood pit bull. More recently, she had the lens in her right eye removed. It had "luxated anteriorly" and was interfering with drainage of the eye, threatening glaucoma.
Until a few years ago, I also had her mother, Gracie, a black tri. As long as Gracie was around, she always took the limelight, while Luna played second fiddle. The two were my goodwill ambassadors, magnets for kids and all the good-looking women.
With Gracie's passing, Luna has stepped up, and is happy to be the center of attention.