Showing posts with label small dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label small dog. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

On the small-dog side

I COULDN'T FIND A PHOTO OF LADY WITH A SMALL DOG 

More than a year and a half ago, Lady and I were on the big-dog side of the Happy Hounds dog park. There were lots of active dogs; Lady got run over by a couple of young, active dogs, and she let out a loud YIPE! I immediately took her to the small-dog side.

Sometimes I've taken her into the big-dog side since then, and a young dog (or two) will try hard to get Lady to play. Occasionally, she'll get beat up by a young buck trying to play. So, most of the time, we've stayed on the small-dog side.

We've encountered a lot of owners and their small dogs since then, and I'm sure that some of them have been upset that there's a big dog (about 52 pounds) on the little-dog side. But no one has complained.

In fact, most people have welcomed Lady, and some of them are happy to see her. She's friendly, and she sometimes even plays with them.

The owners' kind acceptance is greatly appreciated. And I'm happy that Lady hasn't gotten hurt recently.

P.S.: As far as I can remember, only one owner has complained that we were on the small-dog side. I took her over there to see a little dog that was being friendly through the fence. The man kept saying, "You should be on the big-dog side." And I stayed until we were ready to go.

That was long before the incident where Lady got hurt.

NOTE: We've been coming to the dog park regularly since it opened in July of 2007.

Note: Lady passed on Sept. 17, 2016, and Dixie and I have only been to the dog park a handful of times in the last few months; she doesn't enjoy it.

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Monday, February 3, 2014

Licked on the big-dog side

Someone brought a small, black dog to the big-dog side of the dog park one day, and the little fuzzball was growling, barking and snarling at Lady.

She took it for about a half-minute, then reached out and licked the dog on the nose! It didn't know what to do. It shut up, stunned, then turned and walked away.

GOOD girl, Lady.

Here's a second story, and it's not as nice. A little dog (maybe the same one) was growling, barking and snarling at a 200-pound mastiff named Ajax. The big dog took the abuse for a bit and stood there as a big wad of slobber grew on his lip.

As the little dog provided the sound effects, the slobber plopped on its head. It squealed and tried to shake it off. Ajax went off with a doggie smile; the little dog didn't.

I assume an owner stepped forward with a towel. I didn't have one handy (unusual for me).

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