When it comes to dog behavior, sometimes it can be baffling to humans. In order to ensure that your dog isn’t hurt, it’s important to understand what different behaviors mean. Here are some tips on what to look for when your dog isn’t feeling its best.
I was 17 at the time. A typical teenager, going through usual teenage things; high school drama, stress from school, being traumatized from my favorite character dying in my favorite TV show. Graduating from high school, and having no idea what to do next. You know, the typical teenage crisis’s that made me think my life was ending. I call this point of my life, my pre-midlife crisis.
Why is finding a puppy so challenging in 2019? It should be easy, right? Wrong! There are just too many bad breeders that operate online to sell puppies. The problem is that dog breeders can pretty much start up overnight; they cut corners and compromise the health of a puppy to save a few bucks.
If you know anything about boxing, or combat sports in general, a sound you hear often is the sound of a horn or a bell. The bell signals the beginning of the fight, the end of the round, the start of the next, and the end of the fight.
Even with technology such as microchips, only 18% of dogs in shelters are returned to their rightful owners. Most dog owners think that microchipping their animals is a 100% foolproof manner to protect their dog from getting lost, but the statistics show they are wrong.
Puppies are not cute…they are freaking adorable. Who doesn’t like puppies? Crazy people that’s who. But even though puppies are cute bundles of joy, they are also loud… and messy… and, honestly, kinda gross.
Last night was the first night in months that I slept through the night; but I would have given anything to hear that shrill little bark at 3 AM. Last night was the first night in months that I didn’t have to re-puppyproof my room before bed. But I would have gladly spent those extra 10 minutes to make sure you had everything you needed for the night.
These gentle giants make amazing pups, people! Be prepared for big love, big slobber, big eats, big poops, & melting hearts! Mastiffs make great companions as they always want to be wherever their owners are. Hollywood literally follows me from room to room all over the apartment. Although they are huge indoors, they are super lazy and basically form a rug wherever they can carve out a spot underfoot. At the park, he has seemingly boundless energy! Running all over the place and sniffing all the butts! Mine is three and a half, and yet people still think he's a puppy when they see him galloping about.
The view from the Dog House is very different to actually being in the dog house, and we are very much in the dog house just now. We have apparently committed a crime most heinous—so much so that we aren't even going to tell you what it is. Suffice to say that Herself is livid, and has told us our pedigree in no uncertain terms. We are the worst chaps in the history of Teale Towers apparently. If we weren't in her life, apparently she would be so much better off as we are not cheap to run.
My dog Buddy is a rescue dog. We are not sure how old he is, or what his pedigree is, but he’s cute as a button. As near as we can figure he’s a Jack-A-Bee. That’s a cross between a Jack Russell Terrier and a Beagle (like Snoopy). He’s fuzzy like a Jack Russell, he has a very fuzzy snout with hair that sticks out everywhere and gets in his food or whatever he’s got his nose into. He also has very fuzzy feet; they almost look like clown feet. When I first saw him I could really see the Jack Russell in him. Now he looks more like a Beagle.
He's the sweetest boy ever. Although he has scars and he's been shot at with bird shot (metal
bb's), he's still the sweetest boy ever.
When my eldest son, Dominic, was killed by a drunk driver on October 4, 2013, our family unit imploded, and we lost perspective in everything; time, value, and in each other. We gladly inherited Lucy, Dom’s young Border Collie, and she became my wife’s focus, walking her 10k every day. It meant Susan could be on her own, thinking about her dead son, and away from me.