OK yesterday was the first day since Dec 30th (in Chicago, where I am) where we hit above 40ºF (4ºC) and everyone was happy.
So I was walking past the park and there was this lady totally ignoring her dog. She was facing the sidewalk talking away on her cell phone.
I notice that behind her was a lake of water and mud and a fairly big, really cute white dog. And Mr White Dog was rolling around in the puddles and mud. He was right in the middle of this huge mud/water puddle.
I stopped and laughed outright and the lady looks odd at me, so I point for her to turn around. She sees the dog and shreiks into the cell phone. “OH MY GOD, YOU DUMB DOG!” Then she says (I’m guessing to whoever is on her cell phone), “Henry’s in the mud, I just paid $75.00 to give that mutt a bath.”
And it gets better she now is like “C’mon c’mon Henry get out of the mud.” But Ol’ Henry is having too much fun rolling around in the mud
This has nothing to do with anything, other than I had a really good laugh. It was especially funny 'cause the dog (whatever kind he was) was mostly white.
I have been dog sitting for three friends while everyone went on a ski weekend.
Three friends.
6 dogs.
One is a husky who just loves the snow and I could chuck snowballs at her all day.
Two are the stupidest labs to ever breath, but they had fun rolling in the mud, eating their poop and greeting me in the driveway with their bowls in their mouths ( they have electronic fencing.)
One is a collie/sheltie mix who hates the two labs and looks like she is about to go postal at any minute.
The last two were my longest time spent as they don’t h ave a fenced yard and only one zip line. ( one dog was the grandparents, so they were dog sitting.) I spent about 4 hours a day friday-today) going over and letting Bosco, the Gay Black Dog* out and letting him back in and then letting the Rental dog, Misty the Irish setter out and in. for hours.
The thing about the last house is my friends don’t have a deck yet and so the dog has to jump a bit of a distance to the ground. Friday, we had loads of snow, Saturday it was mostly gone and the Irish Setter just misjudged the distance and sprawled in the mud.
*He prefers the company of other male dogs. Girl dogs, not so much. Bosco is refered to as GBD .
We have an American Eskimo, long white coat, and after a bath the stinker immediately charges outside (we have doggy doors) to roll around. Now, with a little foresight one would think to close the doors, but usually she needs a bath right freaking now, rolling around in something smelly or mud or whatever, so we’re more concerned with keeping the mess off the carpet as we take her up to the bath…
Jeez, was that one sentence? No, I guess there’s two.
Her and the elkhound puppy are both enjoying this warm weather, but with their coats anything above zero is great weather for them.
I have no dogs, but I have a friend who loves dogs. She has always had dogs in her life.
Years ago, she left her sister in charge of her dog while she went away for annual training for the reserves. She left explicit directions to lock the dog out of the house after giving her a bath.
Sister says ‘meh’ and bathes the dog. After the dog is nice and dry, the dog runs into the house and defecates upon the master bedroom pillows.
Turns out, the dog hated baths, and this is how she would take revenge upon her owner. My friend used to leave her outside to do her business and by the time dinner was done accompanied by doggie playtime the dog seemed to forget about it and just be a nice doggie.
P.S. My friend was ticked about her sister not listening to directions. And friend had her sister buy her nicer pillows.
