"smithfarms pure kona" > wrote in message
...
> On Thu, 27 Oct 2005 19:12:59 +1300, Peter Huebner
> > wrote:
>
>>In article >,
says...
>>>
>>> Barabara Woodehouse. walkies? Her book was something along the
> lines
>>> "No Bad Dogs."
>>>
>>
>>Yeah, right. What's _bad_? I've had 'too smart for their own good
> dogs',
>>'stupid dogs', 'extremely stupid dogs', 'wired back to front dogs'
> and
>>'bloody hysterical dogs' as well as 'f8ck you boss, I can make up my
> own
>>mind dogs'. None of them were bad as in nasty or dangerous, but very
> bad
>>for training as skilled working dogs. At the moment I've an 18month
>>border collie who's stupid and pigheaded, the only thing he gets
>>enthusiastic about is the sound of the atv, and racing it; he still
>>hasn't learned where the end of his chain is - we're trying to find a
>>job for him as pet, because he'll never cut the mustard on the farm.
>>His full sister is absolutely fabulous. Keen, intelligent, listens
> and
>>learning to work (and loving it).
>>
>>A seeing eye dog that chases trucks is BAD in my book ...
>>
>>-P.
>
> Oh dear. I agree we've had similar dogs. Our BC gets excited over
> the neighbor's atv too. But we have wild chickens for her to work and
> last night our 9 month old BC caught, proudly carried around for an
> hour and then she ate a whole wild hen. Right now I can hear her
> trying to get some dog cookies off the counter. She quietly leaps up
> to the counter and tries to get her own snacks. Our first BC.
>
> aloha, Thunder
> ----------------

My dear BIL recently had to put down his Chow/Golden mix. Koko must have
been about 18 but I digress. About 5 years ago and already suffering from
major arthritis issues... Pete (BIL) and Koko were visiting with relatives
(Nancy & Roger, sis & bil) that had a mini-farm... You know the sort -
chickens, ducks, geese... Well... ole Daffy was Nancy & Roger's favorite
duck. They made a few inquiring questions to Pete about Koko and worried
that he might 'bother' the animals... <G> Pete informs them that they
shouldn't worry... poor old Koko has to take aspirin and other medicinal
things and can barely walk, much less run and chase critters. Well dang if
ole Koko remembered his 'animal instincts'... his nose started wriggling
and his ears perked up. After his tail started moving... well low and
behold that damned ole dog hauled ass and jumped one of the nearly 4 feet
high fences and put Daffy 'under'. Nancy teared up, Roger shook his head
while muttering something that was probably best not being understood and
Pete just grinned. In spite of knowing that his dog would never be welcome
to roam the relatives' land again... he was so pleased that he got to do
what dogs love to do. <sniff> Koko, baby, rest in peace. You earned it
(well, sometimes...)
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Syssi