That’s what the trainer said when she came to my house. She also said, and I quote: Everyone thinks their dog is the cutest and the smartest. But yours really IS!
She came over for a private one-on-one lesson to show me how to make my dog behave. And it WORKED! She showed me what to do to keep him from biting on me. It was amazing. I found out that the little guy will do literally ANYTHING I say if there’s food involved. Or if he even THINKS there’s food involved.
She said he had a great temperament, was a joy to work with and was “the picture of a perfect dog.” I knew it! I knew my dog was the best and the brightest. I will take him to dog shows and show everyone how wonderful he is. I will teach him to do everything. So far he can sit, lay down, stand on command, and when I say “off” he takes a step back and sits down and holds still! And he’s not even 11 weeks old yet! Of course, so far, it’s all for tiny treats but he is learning.
Oh, I WISH I had a photo of him on a web site so you could see how beautiful he is. I will have to do that when I get home this afternoon.
Until then, his full name is Angus MacGyver Longbranch. He’s a black Labrador retriever. He likes to bring me stuff he picks up off the ground.
I’ve always been the type who thought that there were plenty of dogs in shelters that needed homes, so it was silly to spend money on a purebred animal. Little did I know the joy of having an animal BRED for his kind temperament and brilliant intellect. Also, my dad’s the breeder. I accidentally went home when his hunting dog, the famous Maggie, had puppies and it was ALL over for me. I fell in love with Angus and wouldn’t rest until he came home with me.
He doesn’t have any models girlfriends yet, but he does have a full-sized poodle for a friend. But as of now, I am planning to leave him “intact” and use him for a stud puppy.
Angus only weighed 15 pounds at his last vet visit. But that was almost three weeks ago now, so I bet he’s heavier.
The day before yesterday I left him roaming free while I took a shower. He pulled one of my plants down off the window sill and decorated the entire first floor with dirt. Then he “watered” the plant, which I thought was quite nice of him. It was the world’s biggest mess. But what else would you expect from the world’s best puppy?
Yeah… but if a burglar breaks in and has a handful of doggy treats where will your pooches loyalty lie? With the man whose hand is extended offering a yummy delicious smelling goodie or with the lady he likes to bite when he’s cranky or worked up and keeps yelling at him to stop yapping and somtimes brings strange people over to discipline him.
Decisions decisions.
“She’s my mistress. The alpha female… must protect, but he’s got…sniff… sniff- HE’S GOT BACON!!! IT’S BACON! BACON! BACON! BACON!”
Yeah, Angus is admittedly NOT a guard dog. Labradors are terrible at that. If I’d wanted a dog for protection, I would have gotten a rottweiler. I wanted a furry friend!
I know a dog who can do this one out of the three. The only problems are 1) sometimes he accidentally punctures the beer can, thus interrupting the whole “impress your buddies” thing, and b) sometimes he gets himself a slice of ham or something while he’s at it.
Maybe I should just have a kid instead. They can be trained to fetch me alcohol, I suppose, without puncturing cans.
HEY! Big Brothers Big Sisters! I can help an unfortunate down-on-his-luck kid by being a mentor! You know, take him to the park, watch movies with him, teach him to mix drinks…
Dunno about the smartest, but officially the “cutest dog in the universe” is Mr. Winkle. Assuming Mr. Winkle is really a dog, and not some sort of Muppet, or an evil alien being, that is.
Hm. I think I’ve had 3 Best Dogs Ever! I am a lucky one…
We were very proud when our youngest, Idol, successfully completed his obedience training a couple weeks ago. He needed to complete a test of basic skills before receiving his diploma and ex-racing Greyhounds don’t do down/stays very well, so the fact that he did it says a lot, particularly at the age of 4. There’s pics of him here:
http://www.unc.edu/~nbeach/picpage.html
(warning, there is music on this page, so if you don’t like that kind of stuff, turn your volume down before you visit)
Not as cute as a Lab puppy, by any means, but I sure like him.
Awwww! All those pictures are SO cute. I love greyhounds - we have two cats though and I’ve heard that can be a potent combination.
“Look, a small, running furry thing. I must catch it!”
I grew up with a black Lab/German Shepherd mix named Willie, The Worlds Best Dog. He was a GREAT watchdog. Not to mention a crotch hound, stickin’ his nose where it was most certainly not always welcome!
I agree with you, Jazzmine, even if labs were invented solely to make us men look smart. I have 3 neighbors that have labs. Two of them are so dumb that they can barely remember to breathe without being reminded. The third one is a puppy, and her owners just moved in, so the jury is still out.
But I’d have a lab in a minute, if we could do it. Maybe a chocolate lab…
Labs ARE the best creature ever invented! I am so glad to have one for a roommate. He is hungry now. I can tell because he brought me his food dish. How cute!
I loved the photos of everyone’s dogs. My puppy has a greyhound for a friend, actually. They love each other. How can they help it?
Sexy, has he brought you his water dish because it was only half full? hehehe Mine did that for a couple of months while he was a puppy. And he’d be so oblivious to the water all over the place, so happy that he was smart dog, yes sir, a good dog, all smiles.
I will not claim that Tobias K. Ferguson is the best dog in the universe (that accolade I reserve for Julie Girl, rest her canine soul), but he’s definitely competition for cutest. Even with the kink in his tail. ESPECIALLY with the kink in his tail.
Admittedly this is a freak of nature. And the dog’s funny-looking too.
I used to own a basset hound, who was, while a strikingly handsome dog, not particularly cute and certainly not well behaved. But he was great fun. Passed away six years ago, alas.
