Running is a big question mark that’s there each and every day. It asks you, ‘Are you going to be a wimp or are you going to be strong today?' - Peter Maher, Irish-Canadian Olympian

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Our house guest

After the race Saturday, Bridget and Bill headed out to PA to spend the weekend with family. We usually watch three of their dogs when they travel, Rimmy, Sally and John. This time, because of all the move upheaval, Bridget found someone else to watch Rimmy and Sally and we just have John. Now, John is a very good, good boy. He is a big brindle guy with a sweet face and expression:

Due to a couple of unfortunate incidences, early after his retirement off the track, John was labelled a 'biter'. He was passed through a couple of groups, as people tried to work with him to avoid him being put down. Eventually, he ended up with Bridget and Bill and the rest is history. Being in a dog-savvy home, with lots of consistency, routine, affection and training increased John's comfort level and his days of acting out (towards people at least) are over. Dogs are another story but that will have to wait for another time :-)

We had him out in the back yard today and Jim was playing with him, getting him running

The maniacal growling you hear is from Angus who I kept a tight grip on.
Later on, as you can see, Angus was fascinated with the video!


That evening, we went out to a ballgame. Mal, Cos and Ang were shut up in a bedroom and John was left in the kitchen. Now, my dogs don't countersurf so I never think to clean off the counters and get all food put away. Guess what? John does countersurf.
While we were out, it seems John ate what he could get off the counter, 2 rosemary and olive oil bagels and 1 blueberry bagel, and then took what was left and stashed it in his bed!

What he has there is a bag with an everything bagel, a bag of oreos, a bag of dog food and an empty plastic bowl and napkin! Right now he is sleeping behind the couch and we can hear his grumbly tummy, making all sorts of noises, trying to digest his feast. He was a happy boy!

5 comments:

The Lone Beader® said...

I used to have an Airedale Terrier that loved to 'countersurf'. And, one morning, he decided that he wanted my sister's toast for breakfast! LOL

Candi said...

How cute in Angus watching the video! LOL! I love the head turns!!

Oh no! A countersurfer! :P I've had my share of stolen groceries ripped off the counter. I hope his stomach feels better soon! :P

runswithdog said...

I adore airedales but frankly, having that much 'terrier attitude' in a 50+ pound package has always seemed daunting to me :-)

John spent most the night in a carbohydrate stupor with his tummy making lots of weird noises. But I am happy to report there are no lasting effects from his overdose - he ate a good breakfast this morning lol

Anonymous said...

Tracy

Too funny and like Angus my foster Jacob came running over to the computer looking for the dog lol

KleoPatra said...

Beautiful! Of course i love ALL dogs...