This is the third dog bed that Rusty has chewed up. Sparky wonders why we can’t have nice things.
Category: Sparky (Page 7 of 49)
until the night watch saw something in the darkness.
It’s a warm, clear and still night. I didn’t see or hear anything when the dogs barked, shut up and stared at something. Whatever it was, they didn’t want to chase it or take their eyes off of it.
I got the dogs back in the house. I asked Sparky if it was a chupacabra. He said yeah, that sounded good, and did we have chicken or beef.
I don’t know what Sparky is talking about, and neither does he.
I wish Sparky wasn’t a sore loser or a mean drunk or whatever analogy is appropriate, but he is. Rusty can’t stay, and it isn’t his fault.
If you want a great dog who wants to be good, please let me know. I have submitted the form for him to be taken in by the Friendship APL in Elyria. It will probably take several days to complete the process.
but I like them.
Dogs couldn’t be happier than when they are rolling in shit, but they get all butt-hurt if they get caught in a downpour.
Rusty and I had fun playing fetch. He is very athletic, and was into the game. It’s a shame that Sparky can’t play. It looks like he really wants to, but if he was released from his crate, Rusty would let Sparky go after the toy. Rusty would lose interest in the game.
I don’t know if this contributed to what happened later, but it doesn’t make any difference.
They were all leashed up and ready to go for a walk. I went into the living room to get my shoes. They thought I had abandoned them or brought a cat home, or I don’t know what.
Everything was forgiven when we went outside.
Sparky is about 50/50 on coming when I call him, but he will come every time I lie down on the couch. Taking an afternoon nap with a puppy is the best.
When I laid down on the couch, I was surprised how quick Rusty was to read the play. He nosed in. I invited him up, and he settled in for a nap.