When these two pups decide to bark at a stranger, they sound like ten dogs vying to tear the person apart.  Someone working on the upcoming election had the misfortune to find this out today.

     When he knocked on the door Gavin and Patty went from snoozing in chairs waiting for Mom to wake up to ‘look at us we are vicious guard dogs’ mode in one second flat.

     He made a remark about what good guard dogs they were to The Curmudgeon.  To which he replied, “Yes, yes they are.”

     Invited guests equal overly friendly, love you, love you smoochy dogs.  Whereas uninvited guests equal “Mommy, can we snack on them?”

     Yesterday, I woke early to the pain in my back.  I hate beating my alarm clock up in the ‘morning’…okay, my morning.  In my opinion, to beat my alarm by an hour sucks big time. 

     This called for coffee, anti-inflammatory drugs, and some slow moving.  About an hour later, I was still sore but not horribly so.  I was also up for a walk because I figured if I stopped moving I’d get stiff and it would take longer to recover from whatever I did to my back.

     G never goes walking on Wednesday that’s her grocery day.  Therefore it was Annie and I who were going.  I asked Annie if she minded me bringing Miss Patty along.  She didn’t mind a bit. 

     Crated Gavin and asked Patty if she wanted to go for a walk.  LOL, She started bouncing off the walls she was so excited to go somewhere with Mommy.

     She was surprised to be getting in the car.  “I thought we was going for walkies, Mom?”  She’s never gone walking at the park before.

     Patty has a complex about other dogs since a pittie attacked her quite a few years ago.  She does NOT like other dogs (except for her brother Gavin) and I do fear she’d attack another dog if given the slightest chance to do so.

     However, she is the easier of these two dogs to handle.  Gavin’s low center of gravity and heavy-duty power makes him a bit too much for me to walk when I’m injured.

      This all explained to Annie had us a wise ally during the walk in the park.  We only saw three dogs two of whom we did have to manage a form of warning about Patty and her attitude.

     With her favorite cookies to distract her and plenty of praise for “leaving it” when she did see the other dog and go into extreme alert mode I call her first walk in the park a success.

     The best part is the very tired dog who, after dinner, all she wanted was to go to bed.