Category Archives: Doggie Tales

Bed Check

Callie is a sweet, gentle, lovable gal.  She is a Staffie mix after all.  She gives us almost no trouble at all and so she has earned the right to be a full-time, free-range house dog — except when we leave the property for an extended period of time.  But that’s not Callie’s fault.

Josephine likes to play rowdy.  If I’m here I can monitor that and shut it down before anything gets torn up.  When I’m not here, she and Blondie sometimes knock into things, moving furniture around a bit, but rarely tear anything up.  If Callie gets into the mix, Callie likes to play tug-o-war.  Dog beds are handy tug toys because all three can pull on it at once.  That leads to tearing.  Tearing leads to stuffing poking out.  Stuffing poking out gets everyone excited about pulling out all the stuffing.  We’ll arrive home again to find an “exploded” dog bed.  Not good!

So when Marie and I are both going to be gone a while, Callie gets crated.  But she doesn’t mind. Continue reading Bed Check

Buddy Beagle and
Going Ballistic

Buddy Wingo is normally a pretty calm little fellow — unless there’s a squirrel outside, then he has to bay and bark and try to get at it.  There’s something about squirrels that sets him off.  All the other dogs ignore squirrels, but will react similarly to free-ranging cats.  Buddy also goes ballistic if I walk out the back door to go into the play yard.

He will throw himself at the bedroom window and make such an excited fuss and racket!  Then he goes from window to window along the play yard side of the house to try and get the best view, all the while barooing at the top of his lungs.  Sometimes he loses his bladder and leaves a trail of urine.  Too much excitement for an old dog to handle! Continue reading Buddy Beagle and
Going Ballistic

Josie says, “Come with me, come with me!”

I was working at my desk late this morning.  Josephine came in and did her little eye-batting, butt wiggle, nose whistle thing that she does when she wants me to go with her to accomplish something: open the door so she can go out, come to the dining room because dinner is ready and they’re waiting on me, or look at something she’s trying to tattle-tale about.  So I got up and followed her out of the room.

But she went right past the laundry room — where the door to outside is — going straight on.  She glanced back over her shoulder with those big eyes of hers to be sure I was still in tow, tail swinging madly when she saw I was.  She danced into the kitchen, bore to the right and stopped in front of the stove.

Two trays of fresh-baked dog treats just begging to be sampled!

“They’re cool now Doug. Time for SAMPLES!”
“Right you are darlin, right you are.”

Buddy Goes Into The Wall

On Wednesday afternoon Buddy Wingo and Josephine were running around in the yard – more like racing around – and as they passed a corner fence post, Josie knocked into Buddy and “put him in the fence” (as the auto racing folks would say) right here:
vicious fence post
That bolt — which is turned around the wrong way — dug into his side and tore a hole in his skin.  That’s his fur still clinging to the bolt.

He howled and cried something awful, so I knew he got hurt. Continue reading Buddy Goes Into The Wall

Bussy is toy protector

Buddy Wingo: Protector of Toys

Buddy Wingo is a sensitive, caring soul.  Gaze into his eyes and you can see that.  He is a beagle who has come through a horrible experience of his own. He came here from Cedarwood Animal Hospital for a lengthy recovery and we just let him stay.  Now he takes on the roll of household protector.

For the most part he is a good little guy who is devoted to his people (especially Marie) and gets along well with his siblings.  But make a toy cry and you’ll feel his wrath!  Continue reading Buddy Wingo: Protector of Toys

Cochise vs the Dump Truck

Today we had some driveway work done.  The driveway up to my workshop is a MESS!  All washed out and badly rutted.  I bent a rim on Marie’s Subaru by taking it up this driveway.  It’s time to dig deep and get repairs done or it will just keep getting worse.

Cochise insisted on going out to chase the tractor and the dump truck and hurl heinous threats at everyone.  He stayed on his side of the fencing, they stayed on theirs.  He got so worked up early on that he leapt up against the fencing, bounced back, and did a back flip!

After a half hour of these intense aerobics, I went out with a lead to bring him back to the house.  He offered no resistance at all.  His tongue was hanging so low he was tripping on it!

We got half way up the hill to the house and he just flopped over on his side and panted, “I can’t go any farther, carry me!” Continue reading Cochise vs the Dump Truck

The Running of the Beaglicious 300

Marie and I are NASCAR race fans, so it’s only natural that when I see a group of dogs racing around the yard in close formation, I think of auto racing.

We currently have three dogs who are various types of Beagle mixes.  All get along splendidly in pairs: Josephine and Buddy play well together, Buddy and Angel have a blast together,  Angel and Josie Bean recently started playing together as well.  I have been hesitant to let all three out together because the “odd man out” factor often rears its head and causes spats of jealousy if two pair up and ignore the third.  But eventually I have to try it.  Would they play together as a trio, or start sniping at one another?

What broke out was the First Annual Running of the Beaglicious 300. Continue reading The Running of the Beaglicious 300

Last-day Boundary Pushing

Cochise, on new dog beds
Cochise tells the tale

Roscoe is leaving us this afternoon, and I’m glad. Everyone else loves him, but I find him annoying.

This morning he is again snoozing in the den with Hairyface.  Lately Roscoe has been forgoing that, preferring to stay in his crate until it’s time for the pre-breakfast yard run.  I’m pretty sure that’s his way of pouting.  He wants to sleep free-range like the rest of us, but Hairy won’t let him. Continue reading Last-day Boundary Pushing

new dog bed

Comfy Dog Bed for Christmas

Cochise, on the new dog bed
Cochise tells the tale

HairyFace’s sister sent our family a Christmas card that included a Petco gift card and instruction to get us doggies something nice for Christmas.  Hairy went shopping.  He found himself looking at snuggle beds and decided to use the funds to get me a really nice orthopedic dog bed (figuring that, like each dog bed in this place, it would get shared and used by all four house dogs).  He explained to NiceLady that he chose that one because I am 8 years old and my joints are getting cranky, especially in this cold, damp weather.   A feeling he understands all too well!  This bed is built to relieve stress on my joints.

dog bedThe new dog bed arrived in a box SO big there was no reasonable way to set it aside for Christmas morning, so he unpacked it and set it out in my place in the sleeping room.  He then moved my old bed to Josephine’s spot as an upgrade for her – which she appreciates – and moved her old dog bed out to the picture-box watching room for sun snoozing, which all of us appreciate. Continue reading Comfy Dog Bed for Christmas