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Dougie, our two-year old tri-color Collie, can be a clown at times. As an example, take his antics exhibited this past Friday evening as we were eating dinner...
We'd just settled down to enjoy a bite relishing the fact that the weekend was upon us. In addition to just being able to kick back and enjoy our new home, it was also Father's day weekend and my bride always goes the extra mile as they say to make sure it's a really relaxing time for me. Planned were a great dinner (on Sunday), the presence of all my kids and all the dogs (three full-grown Shetland Sheepdogs, one puppy Sheltie and the afore mentioned Collie) had been instructed to be on their very best behavior.
So, Friday evening come along. We're sitting down and eating (I can't remember specifically what!) and the Shelties were present, knowing full well that I always share my "eats" with them. Sure, it's not the best way to train a dog, but they do keep their distance and are respectful of our space; I make sure they have some manners!
Dougie, for some reason, wasn't present when we sat down. I think he was probably in the living room looking out the back door, keeping guard to make sure no wild turkey or other form of wildlife intruded upon his domain. However, when he heard my fork hit against the plate, he came running full speed through the rooms, hoping he'd get there in time for a hand-out. And so the adventure begins. (Please click on the Read more link below to read the rest of this post...)
A little lesson on the lay of the land in the Presto Dog den. Living room's carpeted, kitchen has linoneum. Traction is great on carpeting, but leaves much to be desired on linoleum...which Dougie found out in a big hurry.
Dougie hit the kitchen going pretty fast but quickly realized that there was no way he could stop! So, he put on the brakes by sitting his rump down and throwing his huge front legs out, nails extended, trying to exert enough "drag" so he'd come to a stop before crashing into anything...it didn't work.
The dog crashed into not one but TWO bowls of water, strategically placed so that all the dogs could drink whenever they were thirsty. Water splashed everywhere, all over the floor and even up on the table where we were eating! It was like he was a baseball player siding into home plate. No big deal; all was cleaned up in no time.
For the next few minutes Dougie walked around as if he was ashamed, I guess realizing that he had committed a faux pas.
Poor Dougie! |
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