Monday, 31 August 2015

My Boys

Caesar

This is my boy Caesar, he's a rescue dog. Suffice to say he is nervous and occasionally a bit barky, but in the main he is a good dog. He is still learning about socialising and doesn't have a good attitude to other dogs because of his own experiences but I live in hopes he will calm over time and become easier to introduce to other dogs and learn to play.
For him currently, any other dog has to be dominated, as soon as they roll over and give up, he is a happy boy and just wants to play, rough play admittedly, but he isn't a danger to people and he isn't a danger to other animals...as long as he is with me.
Horses are just dogs with long legs, sheep are dogs with woolly jumpers, he's eager to say hello, but not interested in fights. Off lead I don't know, I wouldn't trust him because I didn't have him from being a puppy so I have blank sports in his background that means I don't leave him with someone unless they know his nature and can look after him properly.
Jake
This is Jake, he's a little so and so. Nearly ten years old and an absolute sweetheart until he meets other dogs. I sort of rescued him because my daughter couldn't have pets in her new home so he came to me. He's cuddly and loving, absolutely adores sleeping under a duvet snuggled up against my back....but he is a holy terror with other dogs. Absolutely fearless he has 'little dog syndrome' not at all friendly with any other animal except Caesar and even that's a bit of a challenge at times. But I can't abandon him just because he is a spoiled brat with a bad attitude because when push comes to shove, this little lad would die for me. He is , as I said before, absolutely fearless and will defend me from anything and any one...for that, I have to pay respect and he has my allegiance because loyalty like that is priceless. So I defend him from himself. I don't let him loose, I never let him walk off lead, I make sure he isn't near other dogs and I attend to his needs and spoil him rotten because this little lad isn't very well. He suffers epileptic fits and when they happen they are awful but they are usually associated with fleas or chemical grass killer that sort of stuff so I don't use anything on him except olive oil and a good comb and brush.

So you have met my two boys, they come with me everywhere and next..you can meet me :) the Shaman...see my next blog