Good advice! That's where I got my Siamese....Georgio W. Bush.
He's the sweetest, smartest and most playful cat I've ever had.
Posted on 07/14/2005 7:15:45 AM PDT by libstripper
Not too long ago, Labrador retrievers were considered a tad exotic. In the 1950s, the sporty mid-size breed was a suburban rarity, popular mainly among upper-crust Anglophiles who liked the idea of owning a dignified hunting dog. Today, however, Labs are the Levi's jeans of purebred dogs. They've topped the American Kennel Club's list of registered canines for 12 years straight. And not just topped, but dominated: The number of registered Labs is nearly three times the number of golden retrievers, the second most popular dog on the list
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Agree.
I have owned many dogs and love them all.
But the German Shepard will always gain the most admiration from me. They are #1.
Looked- now I'm in love with at least 5 faces. But I went to the Aniston Al. rescue. Nothing was closer. Problem- they don't adopt out to homes with children younger than 10.
Guess I'll keep looking locally- something meant for us will turn up.
Thanks.
"We always said that if a burglar broke in, Tycho would not only lead them to where our valuables were, he'd make them a sandwich and play a few games of tug of war."
That's what I thought about my Chocolate, Mocha. However, I came home one day and she had had quite a few "accidents" in the house, in almost all the rooms...... It took a lot of cleaning....
Anyway, I of course was shocked at the fact that she had lost control in the house. Anyway, while cleaning up I noticed one of my windows was cracked open. I opened the blinds and realized that the screen had a hole ripped in it that was big enough for a crook. Well, I took an inventory of the house and not one thing was missing. I don't know for sure, but I'm betting Mocha chased off an intruder that day.
I have spoken to a few associates and the police will go on record as stating that no house with a dog get's robbed. That is ANY dog. A crook is more likely to move on when a dog is discovered in the house. Any dog. The crooks won't chance it......
That Black Dog has white feet - so she may not be a purebred Lab, probably a mix. Her muzzle is really white too, but that can happen to the best of 'em (my Choc is only 4 and already has a "beard" (white on the lower jaw).)
Thx
Those Labradoodles are just cute!
My Standard Poodle is very, very intelligent, and because we've raised him around people, he is friendly too. He is 27" and 70 lbs, so he's a BIG standard, but he's more timid (careful) going in the water or bustin' through the brush than a lab. He has to be shaved down every 6 weeks, but he doesn't shed or stink like a dog with fur.
My FIL has a 110 lb Chocolate Lab...he's very sweet, strong as an ox, afraid of nothing, loyal, prey driven and as STUPID as I've ever seen a dog. He sheds and he stinks, and he drools a lot.
Hopefully your doodles have the best of both breeds - - Smart, brave, stong, friendly, non-shedding, anti-allergenic, prey driven and easily groomed. What if they got the WORST of both breeds. Stupid, laze, aggressive, drooling and stinky, with long shedding hair? LOL
You're not the first! ;-)
I saw an episode of Miracle Pets on the Pax channel, and they had this great story about a guy who was accosted by two armed men in his driveway.
His golden retriever, a normally gentle and timid dog, saw that one guy was going for his gun and lunged, ripping the guys arm up and allowing his owner to get free. It was entirely out of character for the dog, and quite heroic.
If I remember correctly, the dog was injured in the event, and I can't remember if he survived or not. Still, he saved his owner.
So far we seem to get the best of both breeds. The Australian line (which is the original) also has one or two other breeds minorly represented. As for the coat types, you can get several, and you don't really know which you have until the pups are a little older. On our website there is a page devoted to coat types. It's worth a read if you have time.
Bionic Dog is neat. What progress they have made in surgery these days. I hope Tobin's treatment goes well - friend of mine's Black Lab is doing well about a year out.
Talk about stinkies and no kisses that day . . . we let Shelley out one evening and she went like a shot to the back of the yard - came prancing back with a big old possum in her mouth. This was before I had trained her in force fetch and bringing retrieves to heel, so she pranced all around the yard with her trophy until she could be bribed to drop it (the rate of exchange at that time was two Nutro chicken-and-rice sticks per captured wild animal).
Have you ever smelled a possum? Whooooo-eeeee that is loud. I wiped her mouth and front paws down with Listerine, which helped some.
The possum lay where she dropped him. My kids wanted to bury him, but I thought he might just be "playing possum" so I told them to leave him and we'd check in the morning. The kids were up at the crack of dawn as though they were waiting on Santa, but Mr. Possum was long gone at first light.
Just as a contrast, this spring Shelley was going to a hunt test -- she needed to pass on both days to get her Started Retriever (UKC) title. She had had some trouble at our home club's hunt test with her last duck - she decided to keep it as a trophy and prance all over with it instead of bringing it in - so she didn't pass. I was so humiliated . . . trained her on "come" and "give" until her eyes bugged out. Anyhow, I was loading up the car to drive to South Carolina for the test, and while Shelley was wandering around she started a chipmunk from under a pile of wood and nailed him. I called out "Heel!" and "Sit!" and "Give!", and darned if she didn't trot right up to my left side, sit, and deliver Alvin to hand. So I figured we had a good chance of passing both days, and she didn't disappoint.
One morning some time ago, we're talking early morning, like about 3 AM, Tobin was barking up a storm. I got a flashlight and headed out. He had an opossum in the grapevines on the fence. I don't much care for the things, so I introduced him to a large piece of wood.
Another time, I came home one day to find a white splotch in my front yard. I politely asked the dogs, "What did you do?" After investigation, it turned out to be an opossum. It may have been dead, but it could have been playing possum, so to ensure that it had assumed ambient temperature, I utilized a brick.
I've watched Tieque pick up a garter snake and shake the life out of it, that's pretty funny.
Crazy Labs.
Do yours do the "butt tuck" or "Lab orbit" - where they start running in circles around you as fast as they can go, while sitting down at the same time? Eyes rolling, ears flying - they sure do look crazy.
Today I was out at our retriever club's training ground for our monthly Training Day - I was setting up some blinds around the edges of a small pond and left Shelley in "sit" . . . she tip toed up behind me and was picking up the blinds - when I turned around and shouted, "Hey!" she grabbed the nearest bumper and took off. Started butt-tucking in circles with a big black and white bumper in her mouth. She DID look crazy. She finished it off with a leap into the pond, then came back and politely sat and delivered the bumper.
Once she got THAT out of her system, she did five beautiful back casts to sight blinds, one after the other. She did bank run on one, but it was the closest one to us . . . it's amazing how much progress she is making. She would be doing much better if it weren't for her novice handler . . . . :-)
I'm not familiar with that particular move.
Mine aren't hunting dogs, they're just pets.
Tieque used to play Rambo. I'd put her in down, and she would start low crawling to me. I called her Rambo Tieque.
Mine do the happy dance when I come home. They're so exicited, they can't stand still, so they have all four legs moving.
This one time, I was out with them, it was a bit chilly and I didn't have a shirt on, Tayan got a drink, turned to face my back (I was kneeling), and coughed cold water on my back. That was a wake up.
Good advice! That's where I got my Siamese....Georgio W. Bush.
He's the sweetest, smartest and most playful cat I've ever had.
"I favor the Golden Retrievers."
My favorite dog too, although I love all dogs.
Here Laika! Here Laika!
We rescued a Golden/Brittany Spaniel mix. She was a love-sponge; so happy to see us when we came home, from even a lunch out, she would run to the back door, we'd let her out and she would race around the backyard, and then come bounding up on the porch and in the door, to be petted. She was a wonderful dog...I miss her. Our new rescue is a rough-coat collie mix, a great dog, but much more aloof.
That's so cute.
They look at you as if to say, "What next master?"
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