IMO...If you are going to have a dog, have a dog, not one that is as big as a rat!
Here's my dog Comit. He is 5 now, a purebred Golden Retriever!
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Small (toy) dogs.
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Billygoat
Legolas, what a beautiful dog! That is my only compromise with my husband about getting a big dog - that it be a Golden. LOVE GOLDENS! My MIL volunteers at the local GR Rescue Club, so she always has a Golden foster. She adopted her last foster. A blind, fat old sweetheart named Shasta. She's a therapy dog that goes to the local Alzheimer's home every Saturday. Darling little girl! This is a picture I took of her in 2004 as a Christmas present for my MIL. She loved it! -
Ingenuous
Hey, Andi! It's good to find someone who understands why I'm completely insane about my furbabes!
I've heard some adoptees can be a challenge at times, which was why my Dad encouraged me to get puppies. With a bit of education, I probably would have been able to handle an adoptee, though. Still, it was enough for me to deal with mine when they were pups and they were discovering how much fun it was to turn every piece of fiber they could get their paws on into confetti. The girl is the instigator, as she's taller than her brother and can reach things on tables and chairs that you would think were out of reach. If you ever need sensitive data destroyed, I have a living CD shredder at home!
I'm not surprised yours is stubborn. They each have such unique personalities. The clicker was the key for us. My two learned "sit" and "come" within 48 hours using the clicker, and they were puppies at the time.
My girl is about 8 lbs. Her brother is closer to 5-6 lbs - though he thinks he's a pit bull. It's so funny when we growls at strange noises outside. One evening I was holding him in my lap and he heard something in the hallway and started growling at the door like he was ready to tear whoever it was into shreds - it was hilarious. I laughed at him and said, "Exactly what do you think you're going to do?" He wasn't even big enough to jump out of my lap without breaking a leg.
Speaking of getting into trouble: Once when my two were still puppies, I sequestered them in my bedroom while I went to work. I'd left a bag of candy on a short file cabinet that the girl got into. When I got home, I found two unique situations: 1) There were red LifeSavers in the bag. They had gotten each one out of the wrapper and licked them just enough to get them to stick to the carpet without finishing them off. I walked in to find 2 dozen LifeSavers stuck to (and staining!) the apartment carpet. 2) The other candies were caramels. They had eaten all of those, but the shock was that they had unwrapped each one perfectly - not a tear or a wrinkle was to be found in the perfect, flat little rectangles of wrapping paper - and all of them were gone. It was like they'd eaten the caramels then ironed the papers flat. I haven't yet figured out how they managed that.
They did not get any dinner that night.
I really appreciated this story illustrating how loyal Maltese can be. It's amazing how forgiving some animals are.
... a story about my own little rescue guy, Boo. He was another "throwaway" dog–a casualty of life changes. Boo was 6 when he came to me. His "mom" had a new job and worked 12 hours a day plus another hour or so commuting. There were a couple of teenagers in the house, but they couldn’t be bothered with "mom’s dog," and the boys and their friends thought it was great fun to kick him around like a football. So, Boo ate and ate and peed in the house (no walks) and cringed in fear or growled and bit when feet came to close. When rescue was contacted about him, the reason given for dispatching him was "we are getting new carpet and don’t want him to ruin it." This little guy mourned his family. For more than a month he sat at my front window with the toys he’d brought with him and watched for his "true family" to come for him. Boo is now 11 and a well-loved member of my family. But even now, when he sees someone who resembles his old family members, even after years of love and care, he stops in his tracks, picks up his ears and watches. You can hear him thinking: Is that my old family? Have they really come back for me? Boo knows the meaning of commitment. Do you?
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banished1
Oh what a nice thread! We should have dog stories every week. A real laugh and pick me up!!!
I have two kids, er, dogs.
Little chihuahua mix, brother and sister.
What a joy they are to me.
Even my significant other loves them too.
Its like they understand English!
Come here! Get the cat! Go to bed! Who wants to go?
Who wants some chicken? (The word chicken is a miracle word around these dogs! You can get them to do anything by saying "chicken"..... "cheese" works too. -
twinflame
Since my nest has emptied, I've replaced my children with a chihuahua. I don't know what I ever did without her. One of my daughters actually got her before she left home and I told her she either had to stay at home forever or leave me the dog.
She sleeps under the covers with us and never gets left behind. It would have been so much easier raising puppies than kids!
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greendawn
Even though I see many people taking out small dog breeds for walks across town and they seem to be very popular, I have a 10KG (22LB) dog a terrier that loves long walks in the mountains and is loyal, playful, intelligent and well disciplined. Everybody love him.