This one's easy. When Hershey was about 16 months, we were hunting
from a portable cloth blind that I have.
Here come some ducks!
Ever obediant, Hershey is now laying down at my feet. And proceeds
to roll over on his back, for a tummy scratch. Only one problem, the cloth
is trapped under him, and as he rolls, he proceeds to tear the whole blind
down! A friend of mine, who was in a similar blind 20 yards over, saw all of
this! And is laughing so hard he can't even raise his gun to get a shot!
Wanna buy a chocolate lab for a dime?!
5 years later, he's still my favorite huntin' buddy!
Larry and Hershey
My dog, Hugs, is half Shar-pei, and half-something-that-jumped-the-fence,
and she's about 65 lbs. She gets very e***d when she comes out of the
tub after a bath. She tears around the house like it was Daytona,
spinning in place to change direction.
The stupidist thing she ever did, was to decide that the house just
wasn't big enough for her e***ment. So she charged out the sliding door
to the back yard. The open, sliding glass door. The sliding door that
had the screen door closed to keep out the bugs. The sliding door that
was next to her doggiedoor which was perfectly useable.
Well, she was fine, but she punched the sliding screen door all the way
out of it's moorings, and bent it so that it would not fit back in place.
She also had torn holes in it. She felt really bad after breaking the
back door and she apologised profusely, afterwards. We replaced it so the
landlord would be happy with us.
There was a perfectly good doggiedoor sitting there the whole time, not
6" away from where she chose to exit!
He's also walked into a few poles whilst busy sniffing flowers or looking at me:)
Sam & the Dopey-Dog
My Papillon Lady jumped into the toiled bowl not once, but
three times before she learned to check if the lid was
down. She just wanted to keep me company while I was
washing up. Each time she was pretty scared, but couldn't
get out until I pulled her. Wasn't too proud of herself
Susanna and Lady the Wonderdog
She jumped up onto a bed, which is a no-no. When she heard the beginning of
the usual "get down", she figured she'd try conning us into letting her
stay just a little longer by going the *** route. She rolled onto
her back....CLUNK!....right off the edge. Bummer.
Several times, she landed so hard that she launched the entire bed about a
foot across the room. Until she really got the perfect touch, there were
times when she would over compensate and jump completly OVER the bed,
landing (kerplunk, SPLAT) on the floor on the other side and skidding into
Talk about a good laugh before bed!
Jill and the berner clowns
Jill Pappenhagen : The big questions in life:
CWRU Art Ed/Art Studio : Why was I born?
"Berners are best in Bunches" : Where is the chocolate?
The younger dog saw this as some sort of competition and would try to get
there first or get closer to the edge. Well, one day the inevitable
happened... on a snowy winter day, the younger dog stopped at the edge only
to find traction to be gone... slip, yelp! and there is a rather confused
lhasa jumping unhurt out of the snowbank under the deck.
Stupid ... maybe. One could also argue that that is just part of the
learning curve. Well, I guess the learning curve didn't have much slope to
it, because in the spring as the snow was melting, slip ...yelp. And a
slightly bruised lhasa got up and went about his business. We started
putting string or ribbons along the edge of the deck in case he didn't
understand where the edge was. This helped, but again later in the summer
- slip, yelp ... Over the course of the rest of his life, he went over the
edge at least once more, but never showed any fear of racing right up to
the edge of the deck with toenails*** over the edge to chase the
Fortunately, He never broke any bones, but he bruised himself badly enough
to have a limp for a couple hours twice that I am aware of.
Disclaimer: ... my opinions, etc. ...
I took a shower, turned the dogs outside while I did so. I happened
to close both the screen door and the sliding glass door. When I came
down to let the back in, I opened the sliding door, and they both charged
in -- right into the screen door!
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A couple of times, Stella got confused as to which of the two doors
was open. She'd be racing back inside and WHAMMO! She'd pick the wrong
one. Luckily, she never broke the glass or her noggin.
We ended up taping big pieces of paper on the glass, right at dog-eye
level. It seems to have solved the problem.
Scott Schaefer (415) 725-6875 (office)
(415) 725-7462 (fax)
A few year ago, I was him\king in Germany with friends and Princess. It was
a beautiful October afternoon. The leave have turned red, golden, orange and
the sun is shinning. Its warm but not hot, and there is no wind at all.
After a while, we passed by this pond. We stopped to look, because with
the sunshine and no breeze the surrounding trees were refecting perfectly in
the dark water. It was like getting the fall colors in stereo, very peaceful
when suddenly we here this -- splash. I look and can't find Princess. She is
leashed, but the leash is pointing into the water... A gentle tuck and sure
enough, Princess pops up out of the pond, looking very confused. She starts
to paddle around and another tuck on the leash got her turned around towards
Once she was on dry land, she shook herself and then gave me a very confused
yet accusing look, as if to say: Why didn't you tell me that WATER? I thought
It was one of two occasions, that I say Princess getting into water, in all
of her 11.5 years. The second time, she was close to heat exhaustion.