We have a dog that, after a big meal of too-expensive gourmet food mixed with a bowl of dry food, weighs 20 lbs. Wet. We have taken him to the dog park but confine him to the small dog fenced area, which is very nice if you're a small dog. From there he can just watch the big dogs run and play. The few times we've let him venture in the big dog area, with the 80-150lb dogs, he's been OK. He goes about 12 feet, stops, and then doesn't move. They all run over to him, they have words, sniff, and then they turn and leave him alone. It cannot be that he bared his teeth, which are tiny and buried in his flat, smushed face, but something he says that clearly establishes his place in the pecking order. But, still, we take no chances and let the bigger, stronger dogs chase each other and try to see who's king of the hill. This wild, playful pack of lovable dogs, every breed imaginable, were having a great time trying to wrestle the other smaller dogs and take charge, rule the park. Our guy watched with royal disdain and disinterest. (We're almost embarrassed that he doesn't like to step onto the grass like every other dog on earth; he prefers sidewalks or oriental carpets....don't even think of messing with a Pekingese. He is perfect, you know, has the right size nose, and no, his eyes are NOT gigantic. What are you talking about, human??)
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Play Nice in the Sandbox
We have a dog that, after a big meal of too-expensive gourmet food mixed with a bowl of dry food, weighs 20 lbs. Wet. We have taken him to the dog park but confine him to the small dog fenced area, which is very nice if you're a small dog. From there he can just watch the big dogs run and play. The few times we've let him venture in the big dog area, with the 80-150lb dogs, he's been OK. He goes about 12 feet, stops, and then doesn't move. They all run over to him, they have words, sniff, and then they turn and leave him alone. It cannot be that he bared his teeth, which are tiny and buried in his flat, smushed face, but something he says that clearly establishes his place in the pecking order. But, still, we take no chances and let the bigger, stronger dogs chase each other and try to see who's king of the hill. This wild, playful pack of lovable dogs, every breed imaginable, were having a great time trying to wrestle the other smaller dogs and take charge, rule the park. Our guy watched with royal disdain and disinterest. (We're almost embarrassed that he doesn't like to step onto the grass like every other dog on earth; he prefers sidewalks or oriental carpets....don't even think of messing with a Pekingese. He is perfect, you know, has the right size nose, and no, his eyes are NOT gigantic. What are you talking about, human??)
5 comments:
I find your dog parks fascinating, as far as I know we don't have any in Scotland. We had two pekes years ago and they were really aloof.
He'd get along fine with our Golden! Haley loves all dogs so long as they don't bite her. Even then she just stands and watches them. Sheesh! A guard dog she ain't!
I don't ever mess with Peke's!
Jacob: At times I don't mess with the Peke. And he's mine. Geez. He's a stubburn little guy and can scare someone to death just acting tough. I guess that's what he tells the big, bad dogs. Back off pit bull.
Bill does look like it's heading toward our east coast right now. Claudette is making landfall as we speak in Panama City...lots of wind and rain.
Love the photo and I've always thought it great that America has its Bark Parks. We don't have those in Europe although in Menton there are three 'dog beaches' which help.
I laughed at your commentary. I look after dogs in my house for a living so know just what you are talking about!
Love the photo and I've always thought it great that America has its Bark Parks. We don't have those in Europe although in Menton there are three 'dog beaches' which help.
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