Posted on 02/20/2012 2:57:29 PM PST by CedarDave
My old dogs wouldn’t leave the yard if I tried to run them out, but I have a 9 month old wolf looking pup that likes to get out to go get a couple of pub buddies that live behind us. The three of them come straight back to our yard, but it worries me. An ID chip might be in his near future.
There is now a link to the KRQE story up at that thread. And a couple of other comments, including that in addition to her home number, the original owner had her work number with the chip info! The city never called that! The lady has offered to reimburse the wench all her expenses plus give her a reward but she won't budge. Instead she filed a police report against the original owner! If it goes to court I imagine a judge will spank the city's hands and find for the original owner.
Some breeds are quite content with their little piece of turf and see no reason to leave it. Others like to roam, for instance Huskies are notorious for taking off and going long distances when they’re on the lam, they make practically a beeline, like they’re in the Iditarod or something, lol. But, then again, breed behavior was selectively bred into them, so they would show a preference for that sort of behavior.
My Beagle Buddy showed up in my yard 10 years ago with a bad leg and a happy face. He is sitting with me now waiting for the walk and the treat. My faithful and constant companion. My best friend.
I’ve got a Walker Hound rescue making googly eyes at me right now, too. She’s a sweetheart, very much like a large Beagle. I love the talkativeness, myself. All the overt affection, too. She’s not perfect, but she’s good for me and I, her. We needed each other and were brought together by circumstance.
My dog is an 8-month old terrier mix running around the neighborhood loose having followed some teenagers home from the bus stop. That family fed him outside but that was all. No collar, no tags, no microchip, running loose. After a week or so still hanging out, I took him in during a severe rainstorm, asked them if they wanted him (no) and then took him to the vet. The bills were over a thousand - neutered, treatment for ticks and fleas, internal parasites, skin allergy, ringworm (ears) and front dewclaw removal. So he’s still with me after 8-years and happy as he can be (and so am I).
They somehow know how to find people that will take care of them and love them.
Not any more.
Dadgum dog eats better than we do. Blue brand food and roasted chicken for both meals. And organic or home made dog biscuits.
Dang monitor, gone all blurry...
That dog has got you well trained (duck’n & runn’n)
It’s a darn dog, extra special to the original party, just another dog to the stubborn “wench.” And the wench is getting shamed in public now — GOOD.
We call him ‘sir’.
Does that answer any questions you might have?
Seriously though, we do know his former owner and Elmer was dropped off after hubby made an inquiry about him. He freaks out when he sees a fist- so we know what that is about. Also, he was raised with bulldogs so he is very rough with our basset hounds. But, we have had great success with this wild child through the use of a water gun. It took a few squirts to alter his behaviors. He was a big bayer, would grab everything he could and either run with it or chew it up- bills, magazines, dainties, rolls of paper towels- and he was a roughouser and the water gun has all but eliminated any undesirable actions on his part. All we need to do is pick up the gun- it stays empty for the most part but now, he is an absolute joy! He is sooooo feisty and has too much energy at times. But, we wouldn’t trade him for anything.
Certainly, slave-of-Sir... (duck’n & runn’n).
I’m owned by three cats, although I formally beg to disagree. It was four cats but I gave one back to the vet that I had adopted him from in anticipation of moving out of town (a move that hasn’t materialized yet). They get to barf and occasionally mark, and I can’t do anything more than look at them crosseyed and mop up the mess. Then one cat sleeps on my hip, the other one on my arm, while the third one makes herself scarce until something yummy is cooking whereupon she becomes a yowling furry booby trap to stumble over.
Doggy ping to OP:
http://www.abqjournal.com/main/2011/11/07/upfront/the-beagle-bond.html?paperboy=loggedin
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