Mama? Is that you?
My other ancestor was definitely a Beagle. I act and look like one. When I am allowed to ramble around freely, I get very carried away by my hunting instincts and respond haphazardly to recalls. I mean, I tend to keep an eye/ear on my humans and come eventually, but not entirely on their terms. I still have a lot of progress to do in this respect.
My humans also like to point out that I often expose the notorious Beagle stares. Here’s one that I use commonly, particularly when they are taking a lot of time to get ready to go outside. They still have a lot of progress to do in that respect.
What about the shedding? Neither podengos, nor beagles are supposed to shed a lot. And yet, it looks like snowfall when I get up from the bed or couch. Most annoyingly, I can not hear the end of it!
Yesterday morning I ran into a vibrant- and fuzzy-looking caterpillar under a pine tree during my regular walk. I thought I would express my admiration for the outfit that seemed ideal for the ongoing celebration of Carnival
in the city. It became clear that he is not interested in ordinary nose-rub and moved on rather swiftly.
Nonetheless, within just seconds, I became super nauseous and could not move anymore! Luckily, my human was there to pick me up and carry me home – while swearing that we’ll be back at our fitness regimen as soon as I feel better. By the time we got everything ready for the trip to the vet, my head swelled to the size of a teddy’s and itched so badly that I tried rubbing it to everything in sight.
Fortunately, the staff of the Associação Zoófila Portuguesa
provided me immediately with the right emergency care. After 24 hours, I am now looking and feeling much better, although still have not gotten my “mojo” back entirely.
Other dog-owners and dog-comrades in Portugal and Spain, be more careful about approaching these feisty creatures during the February-April season! They have poisonous spikes that can cause tongue necrosis among dogs (that’s right!) and even provoke our death. This is the sad story of Didi
who died from this.
This was the fourth unfortunate incident this year, hope only good things will follow from here on!
When my people brought me into their home, they were all about how clear and consistent they will be about the rules. “No sleeping on the bed” was on the top of the list. Here is a three-stage method to change rules that you don’t like – exemplified by my success with taking over the bed.
- Do the research. Start by paying close attention to your people’s behaviours to identify their weaknesses. Get familiar with their going to bed and waking up habits. Observe which one of your people spends most time rubbing your belly or sneaks you treats under the dinner table.
- Start breaking the rule when you are likely to face the least resistance. Start sneaking up on the bed just before wake-up time. They will still be sleepy and eager to maximize their remaining sleeping time. Limit these efforts first to the side of the tummy-rubber.
- Gradually expand your non-compliance with the rule. Continue sneaking on the bed earlier and for longer time periods. They will soon realize that they are not practicing what they preach, and will change what they preach.
Whistle twice after calling my name
Pumpkin Smelling Den, Corridor of Children’s Noises, Automated Garrage Street
School of Pack Management at “Milu’s Corner” Shelter
Specialization in Mischief Leadership and Motivational Barking
- Security Guard
- Inspector of Bird and Frog Behaviour
- Recycling Agent of Plastic and Paper Materials
- Chief Mischief Officer (CMO)
anxiety when left alone, nibbling on street thrash
intelligence, curiosity, courage …. personal charm!!!
tail wagging, belly rubs, sock stealing, hole digging, walks in the park
I generally don’t beg …. much ….. but have a weakness for food left unattended on the kitchen counter. I once stole an entire pack of cheese and the consequences were pretty disastrous. It was the hard way to discover that we – dogs – become lactose intolerants as adults. We all learned lessons from that experience. My people now almost never leave any food on the kitchen counters …. almost ….
And not because it is almost Halloween. I eat it because I have digestion issues and the pumpkin adds fiber to my diet. Let’s not tip-toe around it too much – I have soft stools when I only eat kibble. There. Besides, I really like the taste of mashed pumpkin mixed with my humid food. It is my afternoon delight.