For the first time ever, Sparky got to chase a rabbit by looking where I was pointing.
Category: Sparky (Page 12 of 36)
Having a Master’s in Engineering and a robotics patent, I was the obvious choice when my sister needed a light bulb changed. This was just a pretext to get me to bring Sparky for a family visit. My sister didn’t need the pretext. Sparky loves car rides, a change of scenery and entertaining a friendly audience.
When I put on my shoes and grab the car keys, Sparky assumes we are going for a ride. He doesn’t want me to forget that I have a dog, and leave without him. I hate to disappoint him, so if he isn’t coming along, I trick him so he doesn’t see me leave.
Sparky raised his right hand to solemnly pledge that he was seriously hungry. From the look on his face, he wasn’t bullshitting me. When I told him it wasn’t dinner time yet, he gave me the evil eye.
Earlier in the day, I grilled venison steaks. Sparky was salty that he didn’t get any.
After cutting the grass, I was relaxing on the deck. Sparky was inside and hinting that he wouldn’t mind having dinner. Barking is reserved for high excitement or possible danger, so Sparky’s only way to get his point across was to look cute and pant like a spaz.
Getting sent to the crate indicates that it’s time for dinner.
Sparky adapts to camping. He gets out more, so takes his naps when he can.
