Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Text from my daughter:

She stopped by my house this morning to use my printer to print a report (she was out of ink).

Btw as a single woman living alone you might want to consider getting a dog for protection. One that gets off the couch when someone enters.

In Sophie's defense (because deaf and toothless Murphy has retired from his sworn duty as my protector): When I get home from work, Sophie does indeed get off the couch to greet me. She just knows my daughter is there for some reason other than taking her for walkies or throwing a toy, so...eh. She is protective when there are strange noises or knocks on the door, or when a lousy golfer hits an errant ball off the green into what she considers HER yard. That really pisses her off.

But yeah, maybe my next dog should be just a tad bit higher strung. She's so laid back, she's a throw pillow.

11 comments:

Brenda said...

I love my Yorkies, but I keep threatening to get a Weimaraner next. If nothing else, I wouldn't have to shovel a place in the yard for it to potty in when it snows.

Enjoy your long weekend.

Catherine said...

I'm thinking a mature and mellow pit bull. Because all they have to do is LOOK like a pit bull, even when they are secretly big ole marshmallow couch potatoes.

Anonymous said...

Decades ago we had an English Bull Terrier, all sweet, loving old Emma had to do was sit on the front step and SMILE at the prospective door to door salesmen.

Their misinterpretation of her SMILE was not her fault , now was it??

In her long life, Emma never laid a tooth on human flesh, but she did look fearsomely capable.

Gae, in Callala Bay

Brenda said...

Pit bulls are a bit touchy here in my little town in Iowa---there have been enough mail carriers and meter readers bitten by them down in the 'hood that the cities have passed vicious dog ordinances aimed against them and rottweilers. (The whole issue came to a head a couple of summers ago when a woman was walking down an alley and someone's pitbull literally tore a huge piece of her face off.) I know people love them, but it's just easier to have some other kind of big dog. And I don't want a mean dog---I just want one with a big bark that would make a bad guy move on to an easier target.

Catherine said...

Oh, don't get me started on breed prejudices and ignorant people, especially in the media, who label every biting dog a pit bull. I don't know if I'd have what it takes to deal with the public perception of the breed - but there are plenty of "terrier mixes" out there who haven't been labeled. Many shelters have stopped calling dogs pit bull mixes for precisely this reason.

Anonymous said...

At one time here in The Great Southern Land, all dog attacks were blamed on German Shepherds or "Alsatians". Most of the Boys in Blue could not tell the difference between a GS and some sort of mixed breed above a certain SIZE. Journos were just as bad.

Gae, in Callala Bay1125

Catherine said...

Exactly Gae! First rule of every dog bite story - if it's bigger than a dust bunny and has short hair, it's a pit bull.

Anonymous said...

Catherine - may I suggest a relatively young rescue Jack Russell - Fred, when on alert, sounds a LOT bigger than he really is, he has a deep strong bark.
I would not recommend a dog the age of Fred, who has just celebrated the 3rd anniversary of his second life. He was really on his toes the first year or so, but now, although still very lively when awake, he has moved into that very heavy sleeping stage of life.
Small dog, easier handling, less prejudice from neighbours, and dare I say it, smaller poops.
Our local RSPCA invited old Ace to come and meet Fred on neutral ground to make sure they would tolerate each other without strife.

Gae, in Callala Bay

Catherine said...

If I ever add another dog, it'll probably be another Boston. I'm addicted. Most are decent watchdogs; Sophie's sloth is not typical. :-)

Anonymous said...

I know what you mean - I am similarly addicted to IG's and as watchdogs they are absolutely useless.

Apart from our first IG, Brutus, who was alert, spoke up clearly, and was willing to protect me from any stray Rottie. What an optimist - lucky for Brutus the man who owned the Rotties (all rescued, and being trained for re-homing, bless the man) could control 3 or 4 Rotties, off leash, with just a quiet word!

Gae, in Callala Bay

Catherine said...

Oh, Murphy was the "I have no idea how small I am" protector for many years. He's quietly retired now, but he'll still fake it if he figures out something is going on, and charges forward shrieking - the deafer he became, the more he gave up barking in favor of blood-curdling screaming. I assume he can hear it when he does it. It is piercing and very annoying, but effective.