Originally Posted by Remsen
Originally Posted by Valsdad
Originally Posted by Remsen
Originally Posted by Valsdad
Personally, I don't believe in the "racist" thing.

I do believe the dogs I've had were/are very attuned to the appearance of any person, until they become accustomed to said person.

When one lives in an all white household, in a predominantly white neighborhood, what does one expect of their dog upon meeting a person who looks entirely different?

Our dogs now, have no problem with our black neighbor, they like him when he comes over, as he did for Thanksgiving dinner. Then again, he's a nice negro, right?

I've had more than one dog, as I'm sure others on here have, that did not like folks in uniform. Coppers, Postal workers (reason to be afraid there? shocked ), UPS, FedEx, Meter readers, etc.

Over the years our dogs have warned us of folks acting "weird", as in behavior that didn't seem what normal folks should be doing.

Had one great dog, never could understand why he did not like folks wearing hats. Given that I wear hats all the time, even indoors (I've got a ball cap on as I type this). Was he trying to tell me something? I was awfully tough on that dog for a few years.

But "racist"? Not mine at least.


I've been assured by my friends on the left that racism can only occur when the party engaging in racist behavior has "power" over the target, and that's something that means blacks can't be racist since they've been disenfranchised. Well, until my dog is given the power to vote and paid reparations, he ain't a racist, even though he hated blacks.


Living in Oakland, I can't for the life of me imagine why. wink


Alas, he passed away about 10 years ago, after we had left Oakland. But he was an amazing dog. I used to take him to a typically Oakland dog park (under a freeway overpass in the hood, nothing but pavement and garbage) and he'd get along with all other dogs, especially pit bulls. But one day I was going to get a ball to throw for him and a German Shepherd cornered me and starting to growl. Out of nowhere, my lab (a big boy at over 90 lbs) came running and t-boned the Shepherd. No one believed it cause that dog was so gentle that even the vet told us he must have had his mean bone removed.




Dog parks can bring out the best and worst in our friends.
Val, our mixed breed, hence Valsdad was a nice girl, hardly ever see any aggressive type behavior from her toward folks or other dogs.
At a dog park in Henderson/LV one time, she was 30 or so yards from me when I went over to get something we left on a bench, toy leash, cookie, whatever.

Lady came in with a little Jack Russel terrier that started trying to get nasty with me, just because. Val ran over and without having to bite or more than just with a look and a growling bark told that dog what was going to happen if it continued its attitude toward me. My wife and I were about stunned. We would have expected that out of our other two dogs, but not the mellow one in the pack. The owner lady of that little dog swooped in and got that dog out of the way.

Dogs are amazing. That girl would put herself between my wife and anything approaching danger when she walked the pack in the morning in Fresno/Clovis. Like the drunk guy laying in the gutter up the street, or sketchy looking folks walking down the other sidewalk. Just casually move in front of and to the side of my wife to let the opposition know they were sighted.

The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

member of the cabal of dysfunctional squirrels?