Labs be like, smart and schiedt, way beyond what they should be.
Valsdad,
The other day a guy walked past my daughter and I, and he had one of those ugly ass dogs you love so much. I couldn't recall the breed so I asked if it was a "Whipple." He replied "It's a Whippet."
I said "Well, beautiful regardless."
My daughter busted out laughing and the encounter ended.
LOL
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Labs be like, smart and schiedt, way beyond what they should be.
Valsdad,
The other day a guy walked past my daughter and I, and he had one of those ugly ass dogs you love so much. I couldn't recall the breed so I asked if it was a "Whipple." He replied "It's a Whippet."
I said "Well, beautiful regardless."
My daughter busted out laughing and the encounter ended.
Labs be like, smart and schiedt, way beyond what they should be.
Valsdad,
The other day a guy walked past my daughter and I, and he had one of those ugly ass dogs you love so much. I couldn't recall the breed so I asked if it was a "Whipple." He replied "It's a Whippet."
I said "Well, beautiful regardless."
My daughter busted out laughing and the encounter ended.
LOL
Lol...
Ha ha.
We had T shirts that said.
"it's a whippet yes it's fast NO it's not hungry"
(no, we never wore them at the same time. That's just wrong, tourists do that schit at the zoo)
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)
Some dogs are standoffish with a lot of people. I wouldn't read anything into that. If a dog doesn't like just a few people, you can probably trust that instinct.
My German Wirehair has only not liked three people.
My SIL, which makes perfect sense to me.
A cousin of mine. He went to shake my hand and my dog snapped at him. Don’t know this cousin very well at all. Heard stories.
A complete stranger who he growled at continuously. I sensed something but I couldn’t quite figure out. I trusted my dog’s judgement and made a bigger distance.
"...aspire to live quietly, and to mind your own affairs, and to work with your hands, as we instructed you, so that you may walk properly before outsiders and be dependent on no one." - Paul to the church in Thessalonica.
Nowadays she eats, sleeps and lactates, eats, sleeps and lactates, eats sleeps and lactates....
It ain't all bad though, she's been chowing down on about 2/3 of a pound of raw 27% fat ground beef a day, hand fed to her one bit at a time by me, with a side of grated mozzarella (her fave) plus all the Purina One Small Bites she can handle.
Cleburne is sporting a more streamlined look nowadays. Still a charming dog, gentle to a fault, more or less obedient, kills rodents, chases cats and the FedEX truck.
He's built like a whippet but he'd never make it on the track, catches too much air when he runs, ears flopping up and down with every leap, tail corkscrewing wildly.
We have a fast growing weed in Texas called Beggar's Tick I think. Comes out in the spring, grows very fast, covers everything then dies just as quick, leaving a kazillion little oval maybe 4mm seeds covered in hooks like velcro, they attach to everything. When he hits the tall weed patches Cleburne switches to the springbok thing, leaping up and down, and bounces right on through, always finishes up every walk with a face full of beggars ticks.
So on the drive home he'll lay his head on my leg and I'll pick the seeds off while I drive. Every time a seed comes off it takes a little bit of hair with it, hence his relatively short-haired condition from the neck up. Him and Blondie still hang out, but she has him in check, when I'm hand feeding her he patiently sits and waits in the background, and then cleans up any scraps when she's done.
"...if the gentlemen of Virginia shall send us a dozen of their sons, we would take great care in their education, instruct them in all we know, and make men of them." Canasatego 1744
Cleburne is sporting a more streamlined look nowadays. Still a charming dog, gentle to a fault, more or less obedient, kills rodents, chases cats and the FedEX truck.
He's built like a whippet but he'd never make it on the track, catches too much air when he runs, ears flopping up and down with every leap, tail corkscrewing wildly.
The perfect dog!
TV has become nothing more than the Petri dish where this country grows its idiots.
They could do a remake of The Jerk with you Birdie, Cleburne could be Shîthead.
What, you mean I'll always be this color?
...and what they did to cats in that movie was just awful...
"...if the gentlemen of Virginia shall send us a dozen of their sons, we would take great care in their education, instruct them in all we know, and make men of them." Canasatego 1744
Cleburne is sporting a more streamlined look nowadays. Still a charming dog, gentle to a fault, more or less obedient, kills rodents, chases cats and the FedEX truck.
He's built like a whippet but he'd never make it on the track, catches too much air when he runs, ears flopping up and down with every leap, tail corkscrewing wildly.
The perfect dog!
Well, there's certainly worse ones out there
"...if the gentlemen of Virginia shall send us a dozen of their sons, we would take great care in their education, instruct them in all we know, and make men of them." Canasatego 1744
So I’m sitting out on the front porch watching the morning when the uncut male wiener dog from the next street comes wandering down our street.
Cleburne and Blondie charge, wiener dog kicks BOTH their a$$es, chases them back to the front porch. Cleburne and Blondie sheltering close by me as I write
I got no use for mean dogs anyhow....
"...if the gentlemen of Virginia shall send us a dozen of their sons, we would take great care in their education, instruct them in all we know, and make men of them." Canasatego 1744