Category: Sparky (Page 44 of 53)

Sparky’s dreams are barky.

When Sparky first moved in, his dream barks were the only indication that he could bark.  It’s usually only when he’s napping, not when he’s down for the night.  When he naps, Sparky is about 80% asleep, and retains some situational awareness.  It’s hard to video him because he gets more alert if I get up or the TV volume is turned down.

When I brought Sparky home after my surgery, his dream barks were troubled and whimpery for a couple of days.  I hate to see him suffer, but it is nice to know that he cares.

Sparky may not be much of a woodland threat.

I hold Sparky in high regard, but sometimes, he seems like just a pretty face.

When we went outside for our walk, these three deer were wandering by.  I said, “Rabbit!” to flip his switch into hunter-pursuit mode.  They strolled about 40 yards before Sparky even looked in their direction.  Sparky decided to take me very literally, and wasn’t interested.

Sparky talks big, but now I’m wondering if chasing rabbits is a charade.  Sure, he’ll eat any baby bunnies he finds. but what would he do if he caught a rabbit?

Sparky embraces his robot overlords.

This is why I can’t get anything done.  Sparky enjoys novel experiences and I am loaded with dumb ideas.

Before putting the RC cars away after the East Harbor State Park trip, I wanted to try walking the dog with the Land Rover.  Sparky automatically knew what to do.

This is our first attempt.  I had more trouble shooting video while driving, than Sparky had figuring out what he was supposed to do.   Sparky likes RC cars.  He chases the MAXX to get Mr. Moose, and steals treats from the Deadbolt.

He had no problem with the Land Rover taking him for a walk.  He didn’t pull, fight or try to take charge.  I drove across the creek and up the hill.  Trying to turn back down the hill, the Rover rolled.  Sparky wasn’t bothered, he took that as an opportunity to take a dump.

I really don’t mind not getting anything done.

Sparky isn’t a morning person.

On our camping trips, I don’t dawdle when it’s time to leave.  Wake up, pack up, and hit the road.  Sparky is adaptable, but prefers the unstructured leisure of mornings at home.

We left East Harbor State Park before 8 am.  Sparky wants to be a good wingman, but the early hour was taking a toll.

Now that we are home, Sparky says that he blinked when I took the photo.  When I reminded him that he looked like that for 10 minutes, Sparky says he was trying to remember if 269 South went right to Route 2.

Maybe he was.  Once we got on Route 2, he took a proper nap.

When we got on the turnpike, he tried to hypnotize me until we got to the next exit.  Sparky says he was trying to get me to stop taking pictures while we drive. 

Once we got on I-480, he assumed his typical car-ride demeanor.

Since I was still taking pictures and Sparky was no longer trying to hypnotize me, his stated objective is in doubt.  While we were on the turnpike, I suspect Sparky was trying to compel me to stop at Sheetz at Lear Nagle and Lorain, to pick up a Slim Jim. 

We had done that on the way out to East Harbor, and Sparky had enjoyed the experience.

Sparky is a jerk.

Sparky and I went out for our morning coffee.  He thought it was appropriate to take a dump eight feet from my coffee break bench.  I think he was up wind.

Here is the area that Sparky could have chosen to do his dirty business if he had any consideration for others.

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