OT - Everybody Has That One Special Dog
Mates,
We are in that desert known as OT season and I'm in between chores right now. It occurs that one of the most used avatars are people's MgoDogs. My own K-9 is sitting at my feet right now wondering when we are going to go for a run (Soon pup, very soon). With the exception of 'cat people' and those with allergies, almost everybody had or has a dog. Ours have generally been hunting dogs because, well, we bird hunt. But lately I've been thinking our next dog might not be a sporting dog, but some other type. We'll see.
Anyway, the question is simple: Describe your favorite dog you've ever had, whether that pup is with you now, or sometime in your earlier life, and what made that K-9 so great.
Lots of sunshine around this weekend. Enjoy.
XM
This is my dog.
It's unbelievable that people who bought the big gold chains in the 80s and 90s Were actually making a sound financial investment. They could have double or tripled their money.
Why does your dog smell like skunk?
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My chiildhood golden retriever. Friendliest dog ever. So friendly that he would hump my dad's leg from the living room to the bedroom as my dad walked by my bedroom on his way to bed every night. My dad was too tired to care, so it became the nightly routine. My lesson learned: get your dog neutered, otherwise be mentally scarred by dog humping incidents.
Not sure how to describe it but the one on the bottom has been my dog for the better part of ten years. My wife tells me when I leave the house without him he just sits by the door waiting for me to come back. He's kind of a brat though, probably because I spoil him. I found out last year that I'm horribly, off the charts-allergic to dogs, and yet he still sleeps on my pillow when I am away at work. I know, awwe.
Sadly his other best friend was the one in the top picture, and he died of lymphoma when he was 6, about 2 years ago. He was definitely the nicest dog I've ever had.
they seem to favor michigan attire. wonder why.
I swear I had nothing to do with it. I took them to the store and that is what they picked out!
by a fellow mgoblogger earlier this week. perish the thought.
That Friday night I had probably the best game of my entire high school career, set two school records for tackles for loss and forced fumbles and we won the game, which was not said often that season sadly. I still miss that dog so much.
We just lost him in February at 10 months (yes, months) old due to liver cancer. He seemed perfectly fine on a Sunday and by Friday night, he had spent the night at his vet in Ann Arbor and 2 nights in ICU in East Lansing. He was the absolute sweetest dog I've ever known.
Cant name a favorite, my wife and I help out some rescue groups and also take in and keep the ones that alot of people have givin up on. Mostly weenie dogs. The ones who have had a tough life seem to be so special. We have one we just got, Junie. He was in a house fire in Onekema last august that killed 2 people and the other dogs. He has no ear flaps and is missing a eye but a true fighter. Just loves life and a inspiration. We also have one Swaggy G who we grabed from a rescue near Det and rushed him to the animal hospital in GR. Pnuemonia, so bad. He has a hunch back, I think his back was broke at some point but lots of care he pulled thru and he is a trip. Just want to play and be loved. We have had 16 dogs in the last 19 years and everyone was awesome.
dad got sick 6 yrs ago and passed pretty quickly. all of us children were at the hospital when it happened, but that was 250 miles from our house and the rest of my family was home. well the neighboring farm about 1/4 mile north of us had a few rescue dogs and for whatever reason, the day dad died their giant newfoundland walked down the road and took up residence in front of our house. he'd never been there before, he'd never played with the kids, he just showed up. and he stayed.
he stationed himself near either the front or side door and watched over the children when they were playing. he was so big, he was like an extra furry cow. i called home to tell of dad's passing and my mgowife told me about this. the kids loved him. he was a gentle giant. did not want to come inside. just wanted to guard the house and the kids. about a month later he went back to his farm. strangest thing, but we have all talked about our next dog just might be a newfie, and that is definitely the reason.
they'd fit right in.
except for the drool. that would take some getting used to.
We got Colt from the Dearborn animal shelter in Feb. 2006 almost two years into our marriage. He was about three at the time. An elderly couple found him out in the street on a rainy night and took him in until dropping him at the shelter the next day. The shelter named him Johnny Knoxville but we changed his name to Colt. Like most kids/dogs he was spoiled rotten by my wife so I had to be bad cop. Thus he was a pain for her to take on walks but an angel when I had the leash. He happily did whatever I asked of him and always wanted to please.
We don't have kids so Colt went everywhere with me. He truly was like a son to me. He loved swimming, especially in Lake Superior. It didn't matter the season or wave height, as long as there was open water he was down for a swim. He would bring back anything you threw into the lake. And he always turned clockwise to return to shore after retrieving his stick. We called them "Yooper Sticks" and I have at least 7-8 from his vacations in the U.P. He developed LarPar and passed in Feb. of 2015. I'd been in a thick blanket of haze ever since.
Last June my wife got me our next black lab, Jake, in an attempt to help heal my soul. He was eight weeks old and the cutest little puppy. He was the only male in a mixed yellow/black litter of six. He potty trained quickly (within three weeks) and I taught him sit/stay in less than a day. He's intrigued by birds and airplanes and hates squirrels and postal carriers. He also cannot be trusted around socks or my wifes hair ties. Unfortunately for him, he gets his walnuts removed in two weeks. I wanted to wait at least a year to make sure he was close to fully grown before taking away his pills. I keep telling him he's going to have an empty coin purse but I don't think he's knows what I mean.
I know it's beyond difficult getting over the loss and not ever wanting to feel that terrible pain again. I pray that someday you'll be able to open your heart once more as dogs truly are man's best friend.
But the one that stands out was my Whippet named Devo.
Nicest dog I've ever known.
My family wanted a dog for years. I said absolutely not. Many, many reasons I didn't want a dog. My wife saw this dog on someone's FB post and started to make the case. I resisted but decided that since my son, my daughter and my wife wanted a dog and I was the only one that didn't...they should be able to have a dog. Democracy. That was 2.5 Years ago. I love this freakin dog. Could not be happier that they kept needling me about it. Just brings so much joy into the house.
A furball as she is a mix of golden retriever and sheltie. She will look like a puppy forever. She's full of energy and not afraid of the water. She loves all other dogs and people. She also loves shoes (we're working on that). A happy dog who makes my days better. Certainly the friend I needed and now a family member forever. Wouldn't trade her for anything.
Seems that most of the 'favorite' dogs have been the first... Mine is no different, Karat Kake was the golden that taught me how to train dogs for bird hunting. Somehow, the two us fumbled our way to a NAHRA Grand Master Hunting Retreiver title before I had to retire him in old age. We'd play football in the house - I would throw a toy down the hall behind me and try to block him from getting it. I got bowled over most of time, mercilessly. But if my toddler-ish young nephews or niece would throw a toy, or run with one, he was the gentlest thing you've ever seen! And a great nose tracking down pheasant, too!
I've gone through a bunch of breeds since, and I'd have to say that the flat coated retriever would have to be my favorite house dog. They LOVE to retrieve, but only for play. There is no work ethic whatsoever to actually train and perfect the craft. They learn quickly, but only seem to use thier knowledge in mischievous ways. Clowns. They are clowns, 24/7. Great dogs to play with, absolutely horrible to train with...
trophy and all.
Love my german shorthair pointers, even though there is a chance they are crazier than I.
From about the time I was 8 years old until just after my 23rd birthday when he passed of renal failure, I had a cocker spaniel named Bentley. He was a curmudgeon and he had a mild disdain for most people (I can identify with that), but he was pretty mellow and well-behaved all the same.
We've got a pit mix named Penny now, who is nothing like Bentley and wants to be in your face at all time, but she's pretty adorable in her own right when she isn't trying to walk off with your sandwich foolishly left within reach and things like that.
Remember a few months ago when I made a post asking for suggestions for naming my new pup I was adopting (you probably don't). Anyways, here is my boy Blue!
He is a 13 month old Husky Mix with Collie and Alaskan Malamute. I rescued him at the Humane Society of Huron Valley back in January. He is currently at PetSmart getting furminated. He still has some of his winter coat along with some of his puppy fur. The past month with the heat has not been fun for him. He is a good boy.
was a purebred Norwegian Elkhound.
Very Intelligent, FIERCELY independent. Was a perfect personality match for me.
A bit of a challenge to train, but a very loyal and quirky animal.
Heroic/odd things about it:
Killed a massasauga rattlesnake seconds before i stepped on it.
Fought off 2 Chows that had attacked my wife.
Brought down a horse & rider (luckily no serious injuries to anybody)
Was absolutely terrified of hot air balloons.
Could sleep in a snowbank, but would avoid walking in puddles like they were acid.
His feet smelled like a wonderfull mix of peatmoss & nutmeg and my wife refused to leave the bed in the morning until she smelled them. ( Ok I guess that's equally odd on her)
replaced both his knees at extravagant expense and kept him around for 17 yrs.
Gone 6 years now & still haven't been able to replace him.
with our Floyd.
Favorite breed is, hands down, the Golden Retriever. I've been fortunate to have had 5 goldens in my life to date, starting with Romeo when I was 12... we adopted Romie, and all these years later I can still envision the first time I saw him running across the lawn towards me - it was as if I had never seen anything so beautiful before, and I knew at that moment I would never own a different breed.
Fortunately, all my pups have been great, and each one is different than the prior one. Our most current iteration is Bode (Bo), my profile pic - handsome, loyal, sweet and beloved my almost all.
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also known as Abey Juan Knabbe....my First dog of my own...snuck him into the college dorm and the entire floor helped take care of him..He backpacked with me throughout NH, VT an Maine one college summer and went with me to Dallas for my first big boy job...I miss him to this day.
AKA ...Abraham when he was in the dog house
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