Category: Sparky (Page 54 of 55)
I have a new refrigerator and my dog may be a racist. Sparky likes everyone, but the delivery guys don’t know that and shouldn’t take my word for it. As a courtesy, I had him in his crate. As soon as Maurice looked at him, Sparky started barking like a bunch of turkeys were taking a shit in his yard.
I can’t explain it. Sparky has met a couple of dozen friends and family since I’ve had him. In my house and elsewhere, while he was in his crate or roaming around, men and women, dressed up and casual, he has always been cool. Maurice has a dog, so maybe Sparky picked up the scent. Otherwise, Sparky may be a racist. He’s more than half black, so that makes it more troubling.
My sister got me a spring-loaded duck for my birthday. The duck is launched like shooting a rubber band.
Sparky knows damn well what “Sparking, come!” means. This is what I’m working with. When I say I’m in a battle of wits with a dog, this is what I mean.
Sparky is wondering where the sun went.
Like normal people, Sparky is reluctant to do his nasty business if anyone is watching. He’s not gun-shy, he’d pee on the pope in front of St. Peter’s Basilica if he needed to mark that territory. However, It’s best to tether Sparky, and leave him for a while if he might need to poop.
Sparky takes a quiz
Beagles are smart, but would happily eat themselves stupid. I cut a couple of holes in a deli container and put some treats inside. The big treat doesn’t fit through the hole. Sparky took it into his crate and messed with it until he got to the payoff.
I remember the words, but I don’t understand.
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.
