Posted on 08/27/2011 2:44:20 PM PDT by afraidfortherepublic
Oh, sure, you can laugh.
You don’t have that Horrible Clown Thing grinning up at you....LOL
That was awesome! I showed it to Mr. T-he absolutely loved it!
I started with a German Shorthaired Pointer. Everything wolters said in his book worked. I don’t hunt anymore. I just have a couple of very spoiled Springers.
What a great dog! I think he did very well!
:) There’s nothing quite like a dog smile.
It’s been wonderful. I have to go see the pre-show for the Patriot game.
Take care and hope to see you again soon, friend. :)
Our Chihuahua which we took in at about 6-8 mos old because she was dumped out in our neighborhood is an excessive licker. We think its because she was taken away from Mom too young. We had a cat that did the same thing and when I got her she looked to be younger than 6 weeks. I don’t know its just a theory.
I just discovered the mutts have no canned food for “supper toppers” and have to go out in the rain to the market or I they’ll eat me in my sleep tonight....LOL
Catch ya later!
[and that poor Dobe, bless its determined heart...was *pitiful*]...LOL
Puppies start going through a fear period at around 8 weeks through around 10 weeks. It is best that they leave mom at either 7 weeks or 11 weeks, but preferably 11 weeks. If you’re looking for a puppy, find a breeder that will keep them to 11 weeks and uses BioSensor method on them on days 3 through 16.
Extremely cool, I’ve never actually met a NGSD.
When they were young, I clocked my female basenji Panga at +40 mph, and she could run for hours.
The male Kisu, is a lazy pup.
Panga is now blind, but still gets around OK. She slowed down only after running full speed into a tree and being knocked out.
Deerhounds are the coolest dogs. I’d love to have another one but they are hard to find.
“he also came into a stable, established pack of older dogs”
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I think that and the amount of time and attention paid by the owner makes the most difference.
The best dog I’ve ever had (Boxer mix), my sister found at apx 4 weeks of age— the most in-tune, well behaved, smart dog a person could hope for.
Amazing dog but suffered some separation anxieties other than that— that’s about it.Oh, and she hated vacuums (understandably) and boots for whatever reason.
More recently we bought a Boxer puppy, as my old girl is getting VERY old and she had hooked me on the Boxer breed!
The pup was 6wks and I wouldn’t say the owner/breeder cared for their dogs to my standards but the pups parents were there, VERY friendly and loving but also let the owners know we had arrived and stayed somewhat on guard.
I would say my youngest is prob’ly the sweetest most loving, silly dog you could ever run across. Bright, too (learns commands well and has an uncanny way of knowing words—light for example)
Though, I did tote that puppy around like a baby, I’m 47 and had recently had a miscarriage— so I suspect that was part of it.
I pay attention to every detail of my dogs, cook for them (and it is actually cheaper!) and I am rewarded immensely for it—with stable, bright yet protective companions.
No, they wouldn’t be a guard dog like the GSD and I doubt they would bite *maybe*—but they can be quite frightening if I don’t command them to stop.
I believe it is more the time and attention invested by the owner if one starts with a stable dog. I truly believe with most everything, one gets out of something what they invest.
:) There’s nothing quite like a dog smile.
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Hear! Hear!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tDl3bdE3YQA&ob=av3e
Edie Brickell: What I Am Lyrics
I’m not aware of too many things,
but I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box.
Religion is the smile on a dog.
I’m not aware of too many things,
but I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you are - or what?
I’m not aware of too many things,
but I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks.
Religion is a light in the fog.
I’m not aware of too many things,
but I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are - or what?
Don’t let me get too deep.
me too, I wish my coonhound was a bit more unsure of people. I had to work a night shift one night, and someone came to my acreage and stole my purebred black and tan coonhound and my black lab. That happened in April and I still haven’t got over it. The coonhounds here are extremely rare, but I still don’t think he’ll ever turn up. Lord help the people if I find them though.
And there lies the key. Pack animals can adapt to pretty much any situation.
And there lies the key. Pack animals can adapt to pretty much any situation.
One of mine most loyal, faithful, and sweet friebds...a Boston Terrier was 6 weeks old when he was given to me. He was a gentleman his entire life.
Scientist don’t know everything. They just want to make you think they do.
How does one find these ‘coursing’ things? My young Boxer (will be 2yrs Jan 25th)would LOVE this! All she gets now is laser light at dark-o-clock, bubbles, fetch, walks and tons of attention (she’s my baby).
She drives me nuts because she will catch birds, squirrels and one squirrel she caught bit her on the cheek!I hope she rids us of every squirrel around but I do wish she would leave the birds alone.
She has also taken out a few branches of our pear tree and climbed the peach tree. She LOVES pears and will jump like crazy with a twist that scares me, trying to get herself a pear. *nom nom*
The peach she doesn’t eat, she just climbs it to the fork and pulls the peaches off, chews and spits out.
She is such a smart and hyper dog, I can’t really let her out alone. She would LOVE and be perfect at this coursing thing—how does one find this and is it only for certain breeds?
Thanks for any info you can provide.
Well I guess she did!...:))
His dogs were awesome.
It was like watching Animal Planet.
He was wanting to sell them to me but I could never have given them the “wild world” they were used to and I talked him into keeping them.
With Ibizans, they use the bitches to hunt because they’re *much* better and more prey-driven than the males.
Since Jack passed away, I’ve just got the girls and they BLAST out the back door, hoping to catch a squirrel or bunny unawares but after all these years, the forest critters who feed in the backyard have become savvy.
As soon as they hear me start to open the back door, they all skedaddle.
So, now they hunt crickets and cabbage moths....:)
[”big game”]...LOL
Odin contents himself with stalking and giving The Death Stare to my goats and Psycho Bunny who lives in a “bunny kennel” inside of the smoke house.
Even at the local dog show, back when they still had it near here, you *might* see one or two Deerhounds, if you were lucky and no Ibizans at all if I didn’t bring mine.
What I really love are Borzoi.
Watching *them* course was a total rush.
If you want, I could put out feelers for Deerhound pups.
I’m hooked into several sight hound clubs.
I did Dobermann rescue by myself for *years* and brought home some of the most damaged, shell-shocked dogs you ever saw.
The longest it ever took me to turn one completely around was a month and that was my train-wrecked Merlin.
She looked like she had cigarette burns all over her, was severely emaciated and her teeth were either broken off flat or filed off..I don’t know which.
It took the SPCA 3 months to catch her and she was living on garbage and field mice/rats the whole time.
[yes, tapeworms, galore]
When I took back her to the pound so the director could see her, she asked “where’d you get that beautiful dog?”.
Didn’t even recognize her!
She ended being one of the most special Dobes I ever had.
She was small by today’s standards but her heart was huge.
I suppose out of gratitude, possibly, she spent her whole life “guarding” me wherever we were, even though she was otherwise quite shy and subdued.
[back when I first got her, we lived out in middle of nowhere in a small village and really creepy “bums” would come ‘round and beat on folk’s doors, looking for handouts...or something...after she came, they never got past the gate. The ex worked 2nd shift and nights were sometimes pretty intense]
The only “baggage” she still carried for the rest of her life was that occasionally, I’d find a wood rat *head* on the porch.
[I don’t want to know where the rest of it was]
I’m guessing she was ‘sharing’ with me or hoping I’d be proud of her hunting.
Yay....:-P
[*ick*]
I firmly believe that *very* few dogs are totally beyond “bringing back”.
[at least I’ve never run into any of them although I’ve seen things that I wish I could forget]
Don’t underestimate what your dogs might do for you.
Ibizans are totally *not* aggressive dogs at *all* but the night my ex was *thisclose* to strangling me to death, my sweet Minny jumped off the sofa and onto his back, giving me just enough time to recover.
Then, he took a swing at her and missed and that was -it-.
Beating me is one thing; beating my dogs is a whole ‘nother.
Suffice to say he hid my ammo and was gone the next day.
[for some crazy reason, he was afraid to go to sleep that night]
*ahem*
Never think your dog won’t pitch in when it really counts.
You sound like a Super Dog Person to me...:)
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