Beau March 18th, 2009
The young pup is almost two and half years old now- a big, strong yellow labrador with a heart of gold. I know everyone thinks their dogs and pets are pretty special, but I swear this furry guy is unlike any animal I’ve ever known. I’m thinking about having a round of tests performed on him to consider breeding. He’s not a show dog or champion field trialer, but he has good lineage and beautiful form. His personality is amazing in so many ways, and if he could contribute to the breed I think that would be a good thing. Have you hugged your dog today? More importantly, how about your kids?! For some folks they’re the same…
Interesting that you can actually clone your dog these days for the princely sum of $150,000 dollars. Can you imagine? Perhaps if money was no object someone could consider that, but it seems, well… ethically selfish to me I guess, among other things. It’s a free country, but you can help an awful lot of people with that kind of money. I do understand loving an animal that much, but it’s hard to rationalize spending so much money for that purpose. Of course I say that, but based on how I feel about my own lab- if it didn’t cost very much I might consider getting another pup just like him too. Heck, twenty or thirty years from now who knows what we’ll be able to do. For now I just appreciate that he gets to be part of our family.
Don’t you just want to give him a big hug?!
Maybe I should’ve titled this ‘The Dogs We Love and the Birds We Don’t” or “Cute Dogs and Ugly Birds.” On a different note it’s about time to take the bird feeders down, and as if on cue the Brown-headed Cowbirds showed up for a party to pick through what was left. Okay, maybe they’re not ugly, but they sure act that way. Research has shown that they can impact songbird populations negatively through brood parasitism. They’re the only species in our region that sneaks into other birds’ nests and lays their own eggs. So a hapless goldfinch or flycatcher ends up feeding and raising a cowbird usually instead of their own young since the cowbird is bigger and has a voracious appetite.
Well over a hundred species of birds end up raising cowbirds in this manner and there’s quite a debate regarding how destructive or natural this is. We typically see them grouped up in spring while they migrate through in flocks. Soon they disperse to look for a host nest, and we only see or hear them as solitary birds. What a strange critter and survival mechanism- kind of looks like an unruly mob!
Beau February 11th, 2008
I was working on the computer and some paperwork the other night, with the tv on in the background and my Labrador Retriever laying quietly asleep on the floor. The boy was taking his bath before bedtime and from down the hallway I heard, “Daddy! Daddy! Mommy! Mommy!” So using my holler-through-the-house voice I call back… “What is it…?” And then from the hallway again, the boy’s Mom calls, “Um, I think you need to come here… this is yours to handle!” And I yell back, “Okay, I’m coming…” as I get up wondering what all the fuss is about. And then I notice that the Yellow Lab is not where he was supposed to be. And with growing awareness I realize the Lab had snuck away to play with the boy (and that he loves water).
So guess who was very proud of the fact that he was sharing his bath with the dog? So proud in fact that he didn’t say a word (and closed the bathroom door!) until he was ready for us to see?! Arrgh!
Well, they both needed a bath I suppose. The pup’s expression was like “Oh, you found me. It’s really nice in here, can’t I stay?! Pleeease?!” By the way, he really likes the “green turtle squirty thing”.
Beau January 23rd, 2008
It’s hard to believe the yellow Labrador Retriever is 15 months old now. Actually, it seems like he’s been part of the family for a very long time. He and the young boy are best friends, and just love to romp and play together.
We don’t get out as much right now when it’s incredibly cold. Well, perhaps the dog does, but we don’t train as much as when it’s warmer. The cold doesn’t bother him a bit however, and last week we even did some retrieves in the cold water of the pond. He didn’t mind and was ready for more.
But while we’ve been spending more time indoors perhaps, I’ve found that I need a ready supply of “chewy toys” on hand. Now a lot of dogs like to chew, no question.
I’ve met few dogs that have the single-mindedness of this Labrador when he sets to work on chewing something. And it doesn’t last long! I bought one of those indestructible chew toys at a pet store the other day… it’s already in pieces. I don’t know what the best thing is, but we’ve found that thick rawhide chews last the longest. Maybe 2-3 days each, but that’s better than most of the other items.
Do you have a favorite item that your dog, or your Labrador can chew… and that lasts? I’d love to know. Oh, I bought him a nice thick real bone to chew on… about 18 inches long. He doesn’t chew that much, but likes to carry it around a lot- and he has a penchant for dropping things from the top of the stairs so he can run down to chase it. Well, he did that the other day with the big hard bone… Crash! That got my attention… I heard the bone hit the wall across the bottom of the stairs… he just looked at me as if to say, “Wow! That was cool!”
As much as he loves to run and play, he’s also a gentle, good-natured dog. No pretense… just an honest dog that loves to follow you around. Oh, and eat whatever you do… he’d be a regular garbage disposal if I let him.
He’s a loving, goofy animal that seems to fit in pretty well around here. Doesn’t say much for me perhaps!
Beau October 13th, 2007
Few thoughts for today as we all catch up with things put off until the weekend. But who am I kidding… among all the things to do we still must find time to relax and enjoy each day. :)
The Yellow Lab is eager to make a retrieve. In the field I put a couple of pheasant wings in different places. I’m marking the path for a blind retrieve…. which doesn’t mean a whole lot to him at this point. He races towards the mark I give him, but then tails off in one direction or another before he quite gets there. Instead of being as “direct” as he was last month, I think he’s feeling his oats lately… he loves to choose his own path. I’ve got to work on that- although he does make the retrieve, it takes him longer now, he runs from one side the other, sometimes back, and wastes energy. Sometimes I struggle to understand “how” to get him to do things… it’s part of his education, and most certainly it’s part of mine!
He has grown to muscled youth with a vigor I can only look back upon. The pheasant wing is in his mouth on the way back from finding its hiding place.
The pond was foggy on several days this week- I love the mist on the waters, and it makes me wonder what lurks in the deep?
Beau September 12th, 2007
The young pup is a rambunctious fool! Well, sometimes so am I… but we won’t go there right now :) The Yellow Labrador Retriever is growing up so fast, and he’s just bursting with unbridled energy and enthusiasm. Admittedly, he’s getting a little harder to control, but we work on obedience training regularly. He listens very well, but tests the limits at every turn… I hold him accountable every time and he seems to respond very well. We are still struggling with “heel” however. He does heel, but gets ahead and becomes distracted at times. I probably don’t work on that skill enough, so we’ll have to fix that, and any tips or insight would be appreciated. He seems to like pictures though!
His retrieving work is coming along very well. He’s a total nut some times… The other day I had him sit/stay while I walked closer to the pond, then called “come” and he came running like a bulldozer, leaped off a small stump and went sailing about ten feet through the air like SuperDog! “Whump!” as he landed and crumpled to the ground… I was concerned that he would hurt himself, but he jumped up ready for more as I shook my head. And this dog loves water like there’s no tomorrow. Here he shows off his style running up the hill from the pond.
We have also been working on hand signals for marked and unmarked retrieves. Put him sitting half way between a pile of bumpers, and give the “back” or “over” signal to the pile. Off he runs and brings it back… not too bad, but he doesn’t like giving up the bumper. We’re working on that aspect too… But I placed one about 75-100 yards out, then gave him the “back” to retrieve… he started searching, nose-to-the-ground, about half way there, and ran the wrong direction left. I whistled and gave him an “over” and he took off the other way… as he got close to the line of the mark/bumper, I gave him a “back” and he turned and went out like a pro! He found it and brought it back, and I was amazed… sheer luck at this point, but he is a really smart dog. As usual, he simply lacks a good trainer! But we’re both learning as that goes, and it’s pretty neat.
The other morning we were surprised by a large flock of Canada Geese passing through. They honked and honked while landing, and as I walked towards them to get a picture they flew off, scolding me for interrupting their choice parking spot! They’ll be moving around a lot more in the months ahead.