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“I’ve Never Had Chihuahua”

Those were the chilling words I heard at a restaurant last weekend.  It was new place, and the Husband, the Daughter 1, and I were trying it out.  A patron at the table next to us uttered those words, and her voice carried.  We double-checked the menu to be sure we shouldn’t run from the place screaming. The Daughter eavesdropped for a few moments and then nodded her head in understanding.  “They’re talking about the kinds of dogs they’ve owned.”

Owned, not eaten.  Good to know.

He loves his presents. He even greets us at the door with a toy in his mouth.

I didn’t know it at the time, but it was the weekend of National Dog Day.  This post is a couple of days late, but it’s a tribute to my own crazy dogs.

We got our Portuguese Water Dog when he was 3 months old and the Daughter was 3 years old. He’s 11 now. His breeder told me that he was the most laid back PWD that she’d ever seen in all her years of breeding and showing. He is a fabulous dog.

Now before you go out and look for one for yourself, Portuguese Water Dogs are not easy dogs unless you train them and work them.  They will counter surf (if the muzzle can reach it, it’s snack time), they can be willful, and they must be groomed regularly. Positive feedback obedience training is the best.  Believe me, I did both kinds of obedience.  The choke collar training didn’t work–I don’t care how recommended the trainer is. I also trained with him in agility for several years (that’s a story for another time).

He LOVES snow and catching snowballs.

Things I love about my Portuguese Water Dog:

  • He loves to hug.  He leans against my leg and sighs.  Sweet dog.
  • He’s a clock.  He knows when it’s 7 AM (breakfast), 5 PM (dinner), and 8 PM (treats).  Any other time on the clock is fair game for T-R-E-A-T-S.
  • He can spell.  We had to stop spelling words, such as “treats,” “walk,” and “bath.”  Now we just make up words and use sign language (but only if he isn’t looking).
  • He has rat radar.  If a rodent tries to live near our house, he lets us know.  He can’t stand them.  He tore up a bush in the front flower bed to expose a nest. *shivers* The Husband sends him out on recon missions from time to time to be sure we’re rat free.

She’s really an Ewok in disguise!

The other little dog is Sidney.  I told you all about her in a previous post.  She is a mutt (I refuse to call a poodle mix a designer dog) and a rescue, which is what National Dog Day is all about.  Here are things that I love about this 12-year-old canine:

  • She’s just the right size for Daughter 2 to take on a walk.
  • She’s smart in one way:  She has picked up every begging habit that the big dog has.  Other than that, she’s not very bright.  Cuteness makes up for that.
  • She’s a clothes horse.  Can you say, “Dress up time”?

In case she gets cold…

  • She loves attention.  She is always nearby.  We just have to watch that we don’t step on her.
  • She herds her owner (Daughter 1) when it’s time for food or walking.
  • She is the big dog’s minion.

So that’s my tribute to the dogs in my life.  Did you do anything special for your dogs on National Dog Day? I’d love to hear stories about your dogs (or other pets.)  🙂

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The Dog Ate My Homework

It’s that time of summer when I start thinking about getting the kids ready for school. Instead of thinking about supplies, physical forms, and sleeping habits, something reminded me about the time when my older daughter was in fifth grade and our dog ate her math homework.

Really, he did.

He’s an adorable, yet precocious, Portuguese Water Dog with all the manners in the world (after A LOT of training) and as long as there are witnesses. As soon as he’s alone and sees an opportunity, he’ll scrounge for anything he thinks might be yummy.

He is allowed to stick his head in his own bags. He loves presents.

On this particular day, my daughter may or may not have had probably did have something that smelled edible in her book bag.  It wouldn’t take much for this scavenger to think something smelled good.   Heck, this is a dog that will eat a roll of toilet paper like corn on the cob when the mood strikes him.

When we returned home from an errand, we found math homework strewn all over the floor.  It was mostly shredded.  Teeth marks and slobber were evident.  My daughter’s “little brother” had put his muzzle inside her book bag and pulled out the paper to get at whatever it was he was looking for.  (Portuguese Water Dogs are smart!)

My daughter stood in the middle of the room and stared at her destroyed, half-eaten math worksheet.  “What am I going to do?” she cried.  “No one will ever believe that my dog ate my homework!”

It was pretty funny seeing the cliche excuse in action. But I was a good mom and didn’t laugh out loud until later.

The dog put himself in timeout in his crate.  He knew when he was in trouble.

We collected the homework–every last shredded piece–and put it all in a zip bag to take to school.  The evidence clearly showed that a dog attacked the paper. I emailed her math teacher and explained the gory mess we found and that she was terrified that he wouldn’t believe her.

He sent the nicest note back.  He owned four dogs and wouldn’t be surprised by anything a dog did.  No worries.  What a relief!   Fabulous teacher, too–one of my daughter’s all-time favorites. Now, it was safe to laugh.

In sixth grade, her new math teacher told the class that “my dog ate my homework” was a stupid (his word), non-viable excuse and that they should think twice before using it.  According to my daughter, the students who had been in her fifth grade class started laughing.  They knew that a dog really could eat homework!

What about you?  Do you have a funny pet destruction story to tell?  Do you have to do certain things to keep pets out of trouble, such as keeping toilet paper rolls off the holder? Share it in the comments below.  I’d love to hear about it.  🙂