Howdy blogaroos. Squirmy get-back-here Wormy on another Thursday in the Fall. We love the fall. Pretty colors, leaves to roll in, fresh air, slightly cooler temperatures- and the joy of getting to watch the Warden play “find that poop.” She did the other day. It was all over the bottom of her shoe. Score!
So we decided to look up some adjectives to describe the canines in this house. When you look up Berger Picard, they are described as assertive, stubborn, intelligent, lively, energetic and mellow. Some of those seem a bit contradictory. But in retrospect, that fits the Coyote – the epitome of contradictions. Words to describe us PONs include self-confident, even tempered, intelligent, lively, agile and perceptive. Some overlap between breeds and some differences. The Warden was surprised that on this particular search we PONs weren’t also described as stubborn. I have no idea what she’s talking about.
So why did we look up the temperament descriptions? Because Martha said to. Sort of.
So somebody did a study which said humans are like their dogs. And surprise, surprise – humans tend to pick dogs based on their own personality. It makes sense really. That’s no rocket science. Although, I’m betting that there ARE plenty of mismatches out there – for example when the couch potato person realizes the the Border Collie was not the BEST fit. In general, though, I like to THINK that people choose a dog that fits their lifestyle – and in turn, their personality. I’m not so sure about the “agile” part for the Warden. A ballerina she is not. And as far as intelligence goes- how smart can she be if she lets us run the household? Which we clearly do.
And speaking of stubborn- the Warden says I am having a full on case of the terrible twos right now . First it was my disastrous team behavior and then…I did a little walk about. And get this – the Boss joined me.
The Warden had an appointment and was letting us PONs out for a “quick pee.” 99.9% of the time we rush out, pee and race back because we know treats await our return. Except the other day. Yours truly heard the neighbors over in their garden – doing some Fall organizing. Well. I had to run over like a madman and bark at them like they were intruders. And my partner in crime followed. Yup – two raving maniacs barking at people in their own yard. Harmless of course, except they probably did suffer some temporary hearing loss. The Warden shouted for us to return. No way. So she marched over and grabbed me by my hair because I was collar-less. She told me to sit. Which of course I refused to do. I looked at her as if to say “what is this sit of which you speak?” She pushed my butt down and my immediate response was to hit the ground flat out and roll. All the while the Warden is standing and continuing to bark. After numerous attempts to get me to sit, I FINALLY actually sat in heel position. The Warden saw this as her moment to get me marching home. The Boss came into position like we were a brace team and we actually heeled for about 10 steps after which I went rogue and raced into the bushes. I raced out and ricocheted off the Warden – but come to think of it, she demonstrated a rare agile moment, and grabbed me by the ear. Ever see those moments of a parent holding a kid by the ear and marching them home. Well maybe not nowadays- but in old movies. From the Warden’s time. Anyway, that was me being marched by my ear back home. I wanted the number for Animal Control but the Boss said not to push my luck.
I’m headed for a training session this morning. The Warden said she had been letting some of my “lively (read naughty) behaviors” slide – but no more. I’m back in real life bootcamp. So SHE thinks.
Time to go for walkies before training. Let’s see what I can teach her today….
Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.
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