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So we’ve talked about the little quirks we love about our dogs, and also how we are failing them as parents.  But what about those habits of theirs that really get your goat.  Now now, I know that we all exercise additional patience with our dogs- Hell, I’m actually working with a personal trainer to find ways to better my dogs while still being the soft spoken wimp that I am. My first lesson is to try not to laugh when Bardia does something bad.  That being said, there are definitely certain behaviors I could live without.

Both of my dogs beg for food.  Elsa takes it to a new level though.  She will sit beside me and actually use her paw to pull my hand toward her and try to eat off my fork.  When that doesn’t work she will casually crawl into my lap to lay down, and then subtly crane her neck toward my plate to lick whatever she can.


She also loves to wipe her eye boogers on me.  It’s gross.


Mornings with Bardia are a struggle.  He wakes up unfailingly at 6am every day- weekends and holidays included.  Then he proceeds to cause a raucous throughout the house until he and I go for a run or one of us humans leaves for work.  These actions include pacing through the house while mildly whimpering at nothing, repeatedly stealing shoes, hairbrushes, pens etc. from whatever room we leave open, and knocking on the door to go outside 9 billions times. Again, this behavior is entirely confined to the first two hours of the day.


Bardia is also very jealous.  He does not like me kissing Elsa, or John, or hugging my mom or petting strange dogs and will actively jump between me and these things.



So spill! Does your dog have any less-than-charming habits?



You all know my thoughts on spaying/neutering too young. I never got much slack for it with Elsa because she’s a girl and, well, you couldn’t tell either way. With Bardia, it’s quite apparent that he’s in tact and I can’t seem to dodge questions on the subject. The biggest of course being “when will you have the procedure done?” I usually just say “eventually” but lately I’ve been so fed up with the judgement behind the question that I spit back “never!”. It’s my business when I have it done and as long as he’s not raping your in tact female or causing any of the other mischief people seem to think is fueled by balls, you don’t get to ask. He’s not always the best behaved dog at the park(water bowl thief anyone?) but he doesn’t have a dominant nor aggressive bone in his body and the fact that he’s a little kooky is sure to have more to do with the fact that he’s a Sporting puppy, than that he has all of his original parts. I’ve even started lying about his age (9months) or just implying that he’s younger saying “Oh, he’s not old enough yet” which makes me feel a little like a jackass, but hey my dog deserves to be there too and I’d rather it not be such a stressful ordeal to let my dog run his crazies off. So do me a favor and stop talking about my dog’s balls.


I left the room for 5 minutes and Bardia ate my dinner.  That Jag is lucky I’m so crazy about him.


Lately I’ve been seeing a commercial promoting the spay and neuter of pets at four months.  The tagline is “Prevent More.  Fix at month four.”  and is run by the Utah based non-profit organization Best Friends Animal Society.  I know everyone has a different opinion on when to have the procedure and I almost brought Elsa in at six months under the pressure from our vet.  Ultimately though I decided to wait until Elsa was fully grown and had a few heat cycles.  She just had her third and I’m thinking we will bring her in either early in the new year or just before her 2nd birthday in May.  While I do believe in the benefits of “fixing” a dog I also think it’s important to allow your dog’s body to mature as it would naturally.  What’s more, I think the notion that in order to prevent your dog from A.) becoming pregnant or B.) suffering the health horrors of an in tact pet, namely ovarian or breast cancer in bitches or testicular cancer in dogs, it should be done as early as four months is a little hysterical and not much different from teaching abstinence only birth control to teens.  I’m not here to preach though, I’m just trying promote the education of pet parents rather than instilling fear in them.  I’m sure if my vet at the time knew how well I would handle Elsa’s heat cycles she would not have been so quick to push spaying at six months.  It isn’t easy though and I’ll be the first to say that some people are just too stupid or too lazy or too mess-phobic to deal with the reality of owning an in tact pet.  Be honest with yourself though, do your research, and don’t jump to do something simply because a commercial told you so.

Of course, sassy pants does attract many more suitors just before her *time*098159116154149But classy lady that she is, she spies them and trots off on her own.225



**These guys were only playing and Elsa was not hurt or violated by any of them.  We are very careful about when and where we take her during her heat cycles.


Last Saturday John and I kissed Elsa so long and hopped a train to NYC for the AKC’s annual Meet the Breeds event.  Our hope was to determine what our next dog would be (which we did) but all in all the day turned out to be a huge disappointment.  I had a list of about ten breeds in my pocket that we went specifically to meet and only two were actually in attendance- Vizslas and GSPs.  While some on our list were purely for novelty, to ooh and ahh over, like the Tibetan Mastiff and  Czech Vlack,  others I really would like to have seen in person and to have talked with owners or breeders, particularly the Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever and the Bracco Italiano.  However it was nearly impossible to talk with the owners anyway since it was so. crowded.  I mean photographers elbowing you in the back, kids getting under your feet, nobody looking where they are going, everybody grumpy- crowded.  For those of us interested in learning and not just smooshing puppy faces, it was not ideal and we have previously had better luck at dog shows.  What also irked me was the fact that obviously every breed put their best example forward.  There were a lot of families there, many probably looking for the right kind of dog to add to their family and all they were seeing were a lot of adorable, well behaved, docile pups, and not the truest representation of each breed.  For example, one of the most crowded stations belonged to the Chow- cute as hell but notoriously aloof and irritable-not really the best starter dog.  I hope so sincerely that everyone there goes home and does their research before committing to a new family member.

It wasn’t all bad though.  I did meet some breeds for the first time and even found myself smitten with a few breeds I would have never considered (Oh Kooikerhondje, how you stole my heart) .  What’s more is I never tire of seeing my all time favorites (I’m lookin at you Borzois!) and frankly, I can’t be too miserable if I’m surrounded by a zillion dogs.  I managed to get a few shots but the lighting was terrible and did I mention it was crowded?  It was hard to get a picture without some strangers arm/head/camera in the way.

John likes anything long and short so the Corgis and Vallhunds were a real treat for him.  In fact we’ll probably be adding one of the two to our family sometime in the next ten years.

We all know I love Pharaoh Hounds, sadly I just don’t see where one would fit into our lives right now…

Some good jowls.

Giant Elsa?Happy Flattie

Really cool dude.


In the end I would not recommend the show to anyone trying to find their next dog, but if you’re into purebreds and just looking for something kind of cool to do in the city, by all means check it out next time.