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It’s September 7 and today is Google Commemoration Day.  I’m not sure why it is the 7th – because Google was actually founded on September 4, 1998.  Want to find the answer?  Google it.

In honor of Google, I decided to do a few Google searches myself.  First I searched for ‘Polish Lowland Sheepdog’.  And I got 537, 000 results.  I thought that was pretty darn impressive.  So then I searched ‘Berger Picard’.  And get THIS – I got 3,140,000 results!!!  Picards beat PONs!  So then I searched ‘Polish Lowland Sheepdog Viktor’.  This time I got 9, 120 results.  With my blog being the first site listed.  So THEN I searched ‘Berger Picard Elroy’ – and I got 40,000 results!  With the first site again being my blog.  And holy moly there sure are lots of images for those searches.  I guess that’s what happens with over 1,000 blog postings.  So then I searched ‘Best Dog Blog’.  Bummer. I didn’t make the Top 100 list.  So I just added my name to the list.  But I don’t think it worked.

So then I decided to see what kinds of results you humans get when shopping for us dogs.  So I searched for the following things…and I would like YOU to rank them from highest to lowest number of results…I searched for ‘Best Dog Toy, Best Dog Leash, Best Dog Bed, Best Dog Food,  Best Dog Grooming Tools, Best Dog Treats and Best Dog Car’. Google results are actually based on how many mentions of those key words are in the database. 

So here we go, from lowest to highest…

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Best Dog Leash with 5,200,000 results
Best Dog Treats – 7,020,000 results
Best Dog Grooming Tools – 7,860,000 results
Best Dog Toy – 10,700,000 results
Best Dog Bed – 50,100,000 results
Best Dog Food – 105,000,000 results
Best Dog Car – 153,000,000 results

So clearly you humans are most concerned about how you will transport us to the store to get some food.  You are also concerned with how comfortable we are when we sleep and you want to be sure we are entertained.  You care about grooming tools more than TREATS.  Clearly you haven’t figured out that the two go hand in hand.  And lastly, you want to be sure we don’t take off somewhere.  Well why would we – we are busy driving around in the car, eating and sleeping.  Why would we need a leash?

Oh and despite ALL those results, it is next to impossible to come up with a SINGLE answer for each of those categories!  So you still have to do some additional searching!  And keep in mind that those results that come up in a big box at the beginning were probably paid for by someone to come up on top.  So like I said – you still have to search MORE.

My human prides herself as being the Google Queen.  If she needs something she believes she can find it on Google.  But beware – because not everything you read on the internet is true.  I know that’s hard to believe – but always double and triple check the source.  And if you are buying products (like dog toys!) – read the reviews.   Mind you…I hate to tell you this…but even reviews can be fake.  So be careful!

Anyway, as a last bit of trivia – Google processes over 40,000 searches every SECOND. Which they say translates to 3.5 billion searches daily.  The Google Queen probably contributes 678,000 to that number.  Yup – she’s a fount of useless knowledge.  Although she CAN find us some pretty cool stuff…

Have a good one – and happy Googling.  Peace and paws up!



Read a book…

It’s September 6 and according to the crazy calendar, today is Read a Book Day.  So I thought we would read one of the old dog books in my human’s collection of old dog stuff.  This particular book has a copyright of 1893.  So it’s a few years older than my human.  Just a few.

While I don’t have the space to read the WHOLE book to you, I thought it would be interesting to look at a few quotes from the book.  For example, here’s a quote from the Chapter titled “Animal Foods”:

To a dog that has fallen off in coat and is under weight no better dietetic treatment can be administered than plenty of new milk with one, two or more – according to his size – raw eggs, lightly beaten up in it for breakfast and the same thing at noon in about half the quantity of milk taken in the morning.  And if he is a dainty feeder, when night comes another egg or two can wisely be mixed with his meat.”    So this guy REALLY likes eggs for us dogs.  In fact, he REALLY advocated for eggs.  We haven’t generally been given lots of eggs – but my human will no doubt study more about it.  I was surprised to see the part about milk.  Guess not as many dogs back then were lactose intolerant.

Another part in this chapter said this:
“The subject of fish is one soon disposed of.  All kinds that have recently been caught and properly cooked can occasionally be used in feeding dogs, but merely to vary the diet, for while nutritious, as usually served they are not very digestible; moreover, dogs seldom show any fondness for this food and generally eat it under protest, as it were.”   Clearly he NEVER met a PON.  Because I never met a fish I didn’t like!

And in the chapter titled “General Dietary” we have this info if you have a kennel with several large dogs:
…the following may be instituted in cold weather:  Put one pailful of beef trimmings into a kettle and add two and one-half pailfuls of water, a few potatoes, turnips, beets, carrots, parsnips, or the like, not forgetting two or three onions, which in small quantities are appetizing to dogs as well as man.  All this should be seasoned with two good handfuls of salt. And salt, by the way, should always be added to broths, “puddings” and all other kinds of foods which man would wish seasoned were they for him. Now let it simmer for several hours; and when well cooked, crush the vegetables and break up the meat. Assuming there is enough food here for two suppers, on the second day boil up one or two cabbages until they are soft, a pinch of carbonate of soda being added to the water, mince well and add to the food left over the previous day.”  In this recipe I was surprised by the addition of onions – although they did say small quantities – because onions can be toxic to dogs.  And the salt?!  Hello high blood pressure.  No wonder none of the dogs who were around when this book was written are not alive today.

And here’s some info from the chapter on “Washing and Grooming”:
“The general rules are as follows:
Never wash a dog within two or three hours after eating heartily.  The best time is about an hour before feeding, for then if he is depressed by the bath his food will do much to bring on reaction and restore him.
Use lukewarm water as always for with cold water it is scarcely possible to effect cleanliness.
…In case he shivers or seems languid give him a generous quantity of warm milk.”  So clearly, just like us PONs, dogs in the olden days didn’t necessarily enjoy bath time either.   My human feeds us THROUGHOUT grooming and bathing.  Who wants to wait until the torture is over?!  And here we have MORE milk.  Not sure about this…

And here is a VERY interesting quote in the chapter on “Exhibiting’:
“The truth of the familiar and crude apothegm “It costs no more to keep a good dog than a poor one” has evidently found wide acceptance, for mongrels are rapidly disappearing and their places are being filled by purebreds.”  Well isn’t THAT different from today?!  This was written in the pre-doodle days… Clearly we purebreds have some promotional work to do nowadays….

And now let’s take a look at some of the breed photos.  YOU be the judge as to whether these breeds have changed any:

The Great Dane:



The Greyhound:



I THINK this might be the Border Collie:



The pug AND the poodle!:



The Chow-chow (!), the Schipperke, and the Bedlington terrier:


This is obviously a SMALL snippet of info from this book.  Sometimes some of the old advice may be great, but then again, we HAVE learned a thing or two about us canines since then – so we can’t JUST go on old info.  Mind you….my human is old and sometimes she DOES have some good ideas.  Or at least we humor her that her ideas are good!

Before I close – thanks for all the congrats on the FG’s big win.  I didn’t see it on the national news, but I might have missed that segment.  Both he and my human are pretty darn happy.  Well…she is.  He just knows he went to a cool place, met neat people and dogs, and got EXCELLENT treats.

Anyway, have a good one – and go and read a book!  Peace and paws up!!!

Dog show. Part 2. The win.


BIG news in our house.  Heck, word was spreading on the internet faster than me running to the treat jar.  OK.  Maybe not THAT fast.  But still – the word is out – the FG had a GOOD day at the dog show yesterday.  He got a Group 3 placement!!!  And a big yellow ribbon.  So for non-dog show readers, what this means is that they took all the Best of Breed winners from the Herding Group – and if my calculations are correct, there were 10 breeds competing.  And the judge awards a 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th place finish from all of those dogs.  The 1st Place dog then goes on to compete in Best in Show – against all the other first place finishing dogs from the other 6 groups. Anyway – the FG got a third place finish.  Which is a pretty big deal.  My human cried.  She always does when we do well.  And she was so relieved that her bloody nose stopped before she went in the ring.  Oh and the cause of the bloody nose?!  The FG.  Yup.  Never a dull moment!

The FG went in the first time and the judge gave him his Best of Breed ribbon.  OK, he was the only Picard there – BUT I might point out that this particular judge did NOT give ribbons if she was unhappy with how a dog looked.  So, frankly, it wasn’t a given that he would get a ribbon.  But he did.  While he and my human were waiting for the rest of the breeds in the group to be judged, they were hanging out at ringside.  The FG was making friends, and rolling in the Astroturf.  At one point though, he decided it was play time.  So he went to lick my human – full force in the face – and his tooth caught the lower part of her nose.  Right where your nostril meets your face.  My human didn’t think anything of it.  Until a few minutes later, she felt something warm running down her face.  She put her hand to her face and realized she was bleeding.  Let me tell you, a TINY nick on a nostril bleeds A LOT.  And she shmeared blood all over her face.  She looked like she had been in battle.  When someone asked what happened, she said “these dog shows are tough competition”.  She went to the washroom to get the blood off her face and hands.  And she kept trying to stop the bleeding.  At one point someone suggested using the stuff that is used to stop bleeding when you cut a dog’s nail too short.  She didn’t want to make a fuss – so just kept pressing a big wad of paper towel to her face.  JUST before she had to go back in the ring for the group judging, the bleeding stopped.

The FG behaved very well in the group ring.  The judge sent them around, looked them all over and then began her placements.  My human was watching the FG and the judge at the same time.  She saw the judge pick the 1st place winner.  And then the 2nd.  And then the judge pointed and said “the Picard,”  and my human just about fell over.   They have a bit of a fan club so there was a great deal of cheering.  OK, it was just four people cheering, but they were loud.  

Of course, my human had to get the official show photo taken.  She was SO thrilled.  The judge was extremely nice.  We haven’t seen the  photos yet, but no doubt one will take a place of honor in the house.

So now we know the FG is good with sheep and he is handsome.  And he is starting to learn to fetch.  I just hope it doesn’t start going to his head.  Nah.  It’s not in his nature.  You know, it’s taken a LONG time….but I actually think I’m starting to like this guy…I think I’ll keep him.

Have a good one. Peace and paws up!

Labor Day and stuff

So today is Labor Day in the US and Canada.  A day to celebrate workers – and give many of them the day off.  It kind of marks the beginning of Fall, although Fall doesn’t REALLY arrive for a few more weeks. In human “fashion trends”, it used to be said that people shouldn’t wear white pants after Labor Day.  I don’t know if my human really cares about the trends, but if she does, the FG will be SO disappointed.  WHERE will he wipe his wet face after taking a drink?  White pants are THE best.
Today the FG returns to the beauty pageant.  All by himself.  I’m not sure how he’ll be able to function without us there with him. But we will  be thinking of him while we chew on marrow bones and perform our guard duties at home.
And speaking of the home front, we had a giggle about some FG behaviour the other day.  Remember how we got the new roof?  And how my human then felt she needed to change the colours of the shutters on the house?  And she needed to paint the trim?  As is typical of my human – she started doing it the other day – after 7PM.  Well, guess what?  It gets dark earlier now.  So she was working in the dark.  Part of the painting involved the front screen door.  The door she had actually considered removing because a.) it is so warped from us busting through it and b.) the screen is also torn – also compliments of us..  But she figured it might somehow look better if it was painted.  Don’t ask me why.  So she painted the thing in the dark, and not only did she paint the exterior, she painted the interior.  And because it was so late, we had to use a different door when we went out for our nightly pee.  No big deal.
Fast forward to the next day and Einstein and I go out for our  morning constitutional.  We walk through the door which has changed in colour from white to dark grey.  We don’t even notice.  Then it’s the FG’s turn to go out.  My human opens the main door and the FG stops and jumps backward when he sees the newly painted door.  He even gives it a big “boof.” My human had to do some cajoling to get him to come through the door and he looked over his shoulder when he made it through.   On the way back in, all was now fine.  Honestly, ya gotta love this guy – he is a constant source of entertainment.
Well time to go perform guard duties.  We wished the FG luck and told him to save some of the yummy treats for us.  Einstein and I are planning to paint the door again while he’s gone…
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!

Dog Show – Part 1

Well check out the photo my friends.  Yup.  That’s the bounty from the dog show yesterday.   Just LOOK at those ribbons.  All colors and sizes.  Pretty darn impressive, right?  One might think they won big time.  Nope.  They didn’t win a thing.  Well, I guess that’s not ENTIRELY true.   And no, we didn’t stop and buy those at the Dollar Store on the way home.   But the two beauty pageant contestants somehow didn’t win any big prizes – but they still came home with legitimate ribbons…AND had a really good time….

When we arrived at the venue,  ( 3 hours early – to get us used to the setting – talk about overkill)  Auntie Glenda went to take the FG into the arena which was in a HUGE domed soccer field – with Astroturf.  The FG saw the Astroturf and promptly began to roll on it.  He LOVES rolling in grass – so he thought this stuff was REALLY cool.  He rolled and slid on his belly.  He was in heaven.  Auntie Glenda and my human needed to brush out the green sheen before he went in the ring….And my human was in a panic that he was going to do the same thing when she would be trying to show him….

Let me remind you that the FG and Einstein were entered a Specialty show, just for breeds in the Herding Group.  First we had the FG competing in the Puppy Sweepstakes. The other boy in puppy sweeps didn’t show up.  We’ll assume he heard he was competing against the FG – so he got scared and didn’t even bother to come. SO – the FG wins Best in his class…only in his class.  STILL – he gets a big ribbon AND a cash prize.  So that’s OK.  He goes on to compete against a bunch of female puppies and a female wins best puppy in Sweeps.  But he still gets Best of Opposite Sex – which means another ribbon.  And more cash.   So far so good.

So now it’s Einstein’s turn to go in for Veteran Sweeps.  He DOES actually beat another male Veteran in the 7-9 year age group – so he gets a ribbon.  And cash.  While he didn’t beat the female Veteran (who was a lovely 9.5 yr old Australian Shepherd) – he gets Best of Opposite Sex- which means ANOTHER ribbon AND more cash.

So sweet.  Before the regular Specialty show starts, we are almost breaking even with our entry fees.  AND we have nice ribbons!

Both the FG and Einstein win the Best of Breed titles in the Specialty.  OK.  They were the ONLY PON and Picard competing.  BUT – they each get a lovely ribbon – AND a gift card for gas – which now means we have exceeded our entry fees.   BONUS.   Neither of them wins anything when they compete at the group level – BUT both of them:

  • were well behaved
  • did not pee or poop on the Astroturf
  • did not ROLL in the Asroturf
  • were good ambassadors for their breeds

 Einstein is kind of an old pro at the dog show thing.  He’s calm, lounges around watching things until he goes in the ring and then gets his game face on.  He knows were his feet should be, how to look cute at the judge – he knows the drill.  One other competitor, who shows terriers, said Einstein is like the Perry Como of the dog show.  Mellow and smart and easy going.  He behaved perfectly for Auntie Glenda in the Group ring. 

The FG, on the other hand is bigger than life.  He has a “presence.”  His feet still do NOT know where to go – and he doesn’t care.  He’s here for FUN.  My human lost count of how many people came by to ask “what he was,” and to say how cute he was.  And while my human was concerned before the show that he hadn’t really been socialized enough since his last show in February, her worrying was for naught.  Mr-Social was happy to give kisses to anyone to asked for them.  When people asked what he was, she didn’t need to say “Irish wolfhund-coyote cross” – because he was behaving SO well.

And while the two of them were strutting their stuff, yours truly was given a brand new,  frozen marrow bone.  Heaven.  They were happy.  I was happy. 

The show is on today but no one in this house is entered.  It is also on tomorrow and the FG is going at it again.  Einstein and I will stay home and do guard duty. 

One thing about dog shows.  While some people DO get crazy serious, and frankly for some it is a job (like professional handlers), for most people, no matter what happens, they STILL take home THE best dog at the end of the day.  And that’s really what it should be all about….

Have a good one!  Peace and paws up!

Warrior Pups

You know, I often talk about the amazing bond that we dogs have with our humans.  And let’s face it, many of us dogs lead pretty great lives.  We lounge around most of the day, have our meals prepared for us, get to play with cool toys, chew on bones, go for walks – and basically have it pretty good. And really, the majority of us dogs, who have “jobs” around the house, like cleaning up crumbs on the floor, guarding against killer bunnies and generally entertaining our humans, don’t have TRUE jobs like some canines.  For example, there are assistance dogs – who help individuals with disabilities to lead more independent lives.  And therapy dogs – who can make humans feel better.  And police dogs and scent detection dogs, who help to uphold the law.  We have search and rescue dogs – who can find humans in times of disaster or when they are lost.  And then we also have Military Working Dogs – who step out every day to protect their human handlers in times of war and human conflict.  And heaven knows, humans are unfortunately very good at conflict.
Today a special book is being released on Amazon called “Warrior Pups: True Stories of America’s K9 Heroes.”  And the reason I am shamelessly giving this book a plug, is because one of my human’s oldest friends took the photos for this book!  My human’s friend, Janet, is herself, retired from the military – and she has been owned by and currently owns a retired military working dog.  Who better to take the photos of pups in training than someone who has seen their role on the job.  AND she has seen their roles as wonderful friends and family members after their duties are over.  My human is so proud of her friend – and cannot wait to get her copy of the book! 
The dogs in the book undergo LOTS of training – from the time they are puppies.  And not all pups make the grade.  Not all dogs have the same skills.  And speaking of skills….we all know that I have outstanding fetch skills.  Which come in handy  because it is a great way to exercise me.  Einstein is also good at fetch, although he becomes bored more quickly. I’ll fetch until I am ready to collapse.  My human has been working with the FG on his fetch skills.  And it has been a slow process.  BUT – she was SO excited the other night.  Not only was the FG OFF the long line, he retrieved the fetch toys 12 times.  12!  She was counting.  We have two identical toys so when he brings one back, she tosses the other.  And he FINALLY understands the game!  Even HE was excited that he figured it out! 
Anyway, while all dogs clearly bring our own brand of special bonding with our  humans – today we pay special credit to those dogs around the world who are trained to protect our freedoms.  And we salute them!
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!

Einstein. On being neighborly. Not.

That Einstein is pretty smart.  I can really learn a lot from him.  My human was thinking about that yesterday morning when she went to take us out for our morning walk.  And while he may be smart, he’s not exactly neighborly…
It was about 5:30 and still dark, so armed with her trusty headlamp, she  went out with me and Einstein.  We have discovered that the FG is not REALLY a morning dog.  He is quite happy to lounge in his crate until it is his turn to go out. And  he is in no hurry.  Wednesdays are always interesting – it’s garbage day on our road.  Which means my human needs to constantly zig zag back and forth across the road – to keep us from peeing on all the neighbors’ garbage cans.  And on garbage day, Einstein is on HIGH alert -on the chance that some neighbor didn’t put the trash out the night before – and is doing it early in the morning.  Because it is Einstien’s role to bark at every neighbor he sees.  As if he would tear them limb from limb.  But as they know, he will not REALLY do anything – he’s all bark.   Still – my human is not impressed with this Tasmanian Devil behaviour. She’s constantly apologizing and saying “he’s just saying hello.”  Sure he is.  Anyway as we were wandering back and forth and being pulled away from every garbage can, my human heard a neighbor in his yard up ahead.  His garbage wasn’t out yet – so clearly he was going to be dragging it out to the road.  Einstein went on immediate supersonic-stiff-legged-ears-up- high alert.  He knew the neighbor would be coming out.  And he would need to let out the barking alarm.  So my human rushed past the driveway.  And Einstein slowed down and waited looking up the driveway.  My human pulled him along.  Einstein kept looking back over his shoulder.  And he wanted to wait.  He knew that neighbor would be coming.  And she kept walking.  And pulling.  And he kept looking back.  So how to stop the human’s forward movement?  Pee.  Humans will generally not pull you ahead while you are peeing.  Pretty clever Einstein.   Yup, pretty smart indeed.   And all the time he was peeing, he was looking back over his shoulder.  Grumbling.  He walked slowly after peeing, still looking over his shoulder as my human dragged us down the road and out of sight of the late-garbage neighbor’s house.
We went up the road to the start of the trail, sniffed around, did our business and headed back home.  We didn’t walk the trail because it rained the other day, and because it was still dark out Einstein wouldn’t be able to see the puddles on the trail.  Horrors.
By the time we headed back past the neighbor’s driveway, the garbage was already out and he had left for work.  Einstein was still intently looking at the driveway – but he realized he no longer needed to be on alert.  Party over.   No one to “sing” his joyful “good morning “ song to.  
It’s Thursday and we are painfully aware that my human’s staycation will be quickly coming to an end.  She didn’t accomplish much – but we did get a new roof, we played countless games of fetch, she has managed to paint SOME of the trim on the house , we  played countless games of fetch, the furnace was serviced,  we played countless games of fetch,  the doors to the DFZ have been measured and ordered, we played countless games of fetch and she has been able to spend a good deal of time with her mother – which we have also enjoyed.  But we plan to cram in a few more games of fetch before she heads back to the salt mines next week.  OK.  Not REALLY salt mines.  She works in a university.  Personally, I would be MUCH happier if she worked in butcher shop.
Oh and I THINK SOMETHING MAY be happening this weekend.  Yesterday she told Einstein that he is going to get a bath tonight.  I haven’t seen him since.  Wonder what she is planning NOW…
Anyway, have a good one.  Peace and paws up!

Killer bunnies

August 30.  On  this day in 1979, then President Jimmy Carter was attacked.  By a rabbit.  My human vaguely remembers this event.  It seems Jimmy was out on a canoe trip, and was fishing and a crazed rabbit, who was probably being chased, started swimming for Jimmy’s boat.  Jimmy splashed his paddle in the water, the loony bunny swam the other direction, hit the shore and took off. Who knew bunnies can swim?!  It apparently was a big news item: Killer Bunny attacks President. Pretty scary news.
Each morning, we are pretty much guaranteed to see a bunny or two.  There are LOADS of them this year.  And they are getting more and more brazen.  Even the FG who was initially just mildly  interested in them, has now become rather excited when he sees one.  He even sniffs the ground where one has been – and if he was off leash, he would probably now try and chase one.  So now we have a houseful of bunny loving dogs!  My lucky human.
And speaking of the FG running, he gave my human a bit of a scare the other day.  We were all hanging out on the deck together.  My human’s mother was visiting and was sitting out on the deck as  well.   Suddenly, my human looked around and noticed that the FG was not on the deck. She began to panic.  How did he escape?  Did he jump OVER the railing?  That would be crazy as the deck is HiGH up.  And then she noticed something.  The gate on the deck, at the top of the stairs was partly open.  It must have been left open by one of the roofing guys.  She raced down the stairs to see if she could catch him.  Good luck.  He realized he was free and off he dashed into the woods and he headed down the trail to the lake.  And this time my human did something she hasn’t done before.  She didn’t chase him.  She waited.  And she said to her mother that if he wasn’t back in 15 minutes she would go to look for him.  But she didn’t need to look – in less than  3 minutes he was racing back through the woods and bolting through the front door when my human opened it.  She WAS heading out to look for him – so much for the 15 minute waiting period.  But he did come back, happy and out of breath.  Clearly he had a zoomie moment.  Hey MAYBE he DID chase a bunny!
Anyway – time to go back on bunny patrol.  Clearly some of those bunnies CAN be dangerous!  Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!

He PASSED!!!!

Well well well.  GUESS who passed his Herding Instinct Test?!  Yup.  The FG is interested in sheep.  
He and my human left the house EARLY yesterday morning and drove a bit over an hour to a farm near Lunenburg.  There were 20 dogs booked for the Instinct Test – 10 in the morning and 10 in the afternoon.  They were in the morning group.  Before the testing began, the evaluator instructed the participants that this was just single “snapshot” of how a dog would be with sheep. Remember my “snapshot”?   No action shot there.  It was more like a still life painting.  And that’s all my human could think about.  
My human kept the FG in his crate in Ludwig until just before it was their turn to go in.  The evaluator said she never saw a Picard with sheep before.  Great.  Even more pressure.  He was now representing the entire breed.  Before he even got IN the ring, he discovered my favourite part of Herding.  The snacks.  Those delectable morsels left all over the ground by the sheep.  Déjà vu my human thought.   Here we go again.
This test was a bit different from the one that Einstein and I did.  The evaluator took each dog by the lead and introduced the dog to the sheep.  Not really a formal introduction by names, but she walked to dog toward the sheep.  And the FG was very interested.  And pretty responsive  to feedback  – he didn’t pull the evaluator onto her knees.  It was the first time my human ever saw the FG stay interested in something for more than 3 seconds.  He really thought the sheep were cool.

After the session was over, the evaluator told my human that the FG has potential to become a real herding dog.  She really liked him. My human got so excited, she almost started crying.  I would hate to see what happens to her if she won something like an Academy Award!  Seriously.  And remember it was a “snapshot.”  The full length film could be a whole other story!   But for now we KNOW that the FG IS interested in sheep which is a great starting point and he DID pass the test!  So he GOT a certificate and everything.  Good job little brother.  Good job.
Now.  When are we getting some sheep?
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!

Big Brother

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So we know that my human installed Big Brother quite a few months ago.  And she can check in to see what we are doing while she is out of the house. She gets alerts when there is movement in the room, and if she looks on her phone, she can see what is happening…
For the past week or so, I have become obsessed with styling Einstein’s hair. I always like to do it- but I just cannot stop myself lately.   My human is constantly telling me to stop, but if she turns her back, I’m back at it.  Part of the reason I am doing it is out of jealousy.  I heard through the grapevine that Einstein is entered is some kind of beauty pageant next weekend.  And frankly, I don’t think it is fair.  So I keep trying to trim his hair, in the hopes that he won’t be able to go.  OK.  I guess that’s not really very nice of me.  But I really cannot stop styling when I get started.
So yesterday morning, after we had our long walks and breakfast, my human went to visit her mother.  She was sitting and chatting at her mother’s place when Big Brother sent her an alert.  She took a look at her phone.  And there I was, styling away.  And she did something she has not done ever before.  She tried the microphone on her phone – to talk to us.  Well – as you might expect, we jumped up to see where the voice was coming from. Einstein started barking.  We ran to the window and then to the door.  After a minute or two,  we then settled back down.  And I  went back to my styling.  My human called my name.  And  she called Einstein.  Again we went to see where she was and when we couldn’t find her we again settled down.  And I went back to styling.  So my human called my name.  And just as I would do if she were actually in the room, I ignored the voice. Totally. She shouted “Stop that Viktor!”  I looked up for  second, and went back to work.  Then Einstein got up.  And he walked straight over to the camera and settled down right in front of it.  And I followed.  And went back to work. So now my human can watch the proceedings up close.  She tried to make funny noises.  And she even tried knocking on her phone.  Like THAT would work.  She finally had to shut off the camera – she couldn’t stand it any more.  Maybe Big Brother isn’t such a good idea after all…
Well today COULD be a VERY interesting day – if all goes according to plan.  Stay tuned tomorrow to see about the FG’s big adventure….
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!