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Category: Sparky (Page 48 of 48)
Sparky and the Poop Fence
Not so much a war, but a frustrating negotiation.
Sparky is eating breakfast, otherwise, he’d be muscling in on this photo. His stuffed bunny, George, is barely visible under the t-shirts. Sparky doesn’t speak English, so I can only speculate. Sparky seems to be protective of the stuffed bunny, and is concerned that if I see it, I will take it away because I never let him do what he wants.
Sparky still hasn’t lost his wolfy roots. The neighbor’s dog, maybe a 1000 ft away, was barking, so Sparky had to set him straight. He was howling like a bad-ass.
It was good to see because Sparky hasn’t said much of anything in the three weeks I’ve had him. I was wondering if he had some kind of operation. When I brushed him or rubbed his belly, he’d occasionally make a low, contented sound, almost like purring. I sure wasn’t going to try to get him to bark.
Ten Natural Steps to Training the Family Dog by Matthew P. Duffy (2009)
In preparation for having a dog, I’ve been reading up on how to train them. I don’t want to just go by blog posts, webpages or casual suggestions. A book would explain the whole thing, and provide a coherent approach. Ten Natural Steps to Training the Family Dog by Matthew P. Duffy is the book I like the most. The other books assume that the dog will eventually be going to shows or be a fancy dog.
Young Master Tim mentioned that on Facebook, he read someone in his neighborhood had a litter of beagle puppies. I should have checked that out, but didn’t.
Puppy juggling in 1981 (that’s what the back of the photo said, but I’d guess 1975)
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