Friday, July 20, 2012

My Dog

                Hey, do you have a dog? I sure do, and his name is Skipper. He is a Miniature Schnauzer. I’ll let you know quite a bit about him, his good qualities, and his bad qualities. And I will be sure as well to explain why we named him Skipper.

                Now, my dog loves to jump around. Whether it be for his treat, or someone comes home that isn’t me. He jumps the most when my sister is around, because he is mostly loyal to her. He was bought for her so I can understand. In fact when my sister gets home he jumps on her. At some point I called him a ladies man, and she said I could learn a thing or two from him. I told her “What? Like this?” and started jumping like him. The only time he really listens is when my sister tells him to do something. Now you might think he likes her because she is young, but she’s turning twenty-two this month. So no matter what happens he loves her, whether she grooms him (which he hates) or she takes him for a bath (he hates that as well). He can always listen to her, and he’ll also jump for guests. Once the guests come, he goes to them.

                My mother came up with a nick name that suits him well, but we say it as a joke, and we really don’t mean it to hurt him if it does. I would rather not say it though. This reason will probably give you a clear idea on what it is. He always runs to the ladies. It goes my mom, then my sister, then the female guests. He will sit there and let them pet him, and whatever. Then he decides to lick them in token of appreciation, why don’t I get that special treatment. So no matter what he’ll run to the ladies, and leave them men sitting in dust because he ran to the ladies like road runner (Yes he would if he was that fast). He always runs to my sisters room at night to sleep with her at night, and if she isn’t home because she’s at university, he’ll run to my mom who kicks him out so he is forced to come to me.

                I honestly believe he needs to learn discipline. My mother says he is too old, but he really needs to learn to listen to me. Here is the chain of command for him: King/Queen, My sister & him, count/joker, Parents, everyday person who has no power, me. My mother says I can’t be forceful on him anymore because he is twelve, but he really needs to listen to me. He knows that I can’t lay a hand on him. This is where he is wrong. Since a couple of days ago, I’ve been starting to rain down on him, he has to learn to listen to me. We got him when I was three, so I was about his size. This is where he decided he was the alpha male of the pack. But I am going to show him that I’m the boss, I‘m the alpha male. He believes the only time I’m the alpha male is when I’m home alone so there is no one to protect him, pamper him and make him think he is the alpha male.

                This is my best friend no matter what happens. Nothing replaces him (I call my cousin my brother instead of my friend, and the other ones are just my cousins. I have a few other cousins and a couple of friends I consider brothers, just like Skipper). I love him, and like I said in my “Millionaire” blog he’s my best friend, but am I his? I do not care whether he likes me or not though, and I don’t mean any bad things I say about him (except for the joke). I look at him sitting alone, with a lonely look in his face, and I’ll come snuggle him up.

                One of the most annoying things about my dog, he howls like a wolf if he thinks no one is home, we have to close him up in a room. So in mornings like today, no one locks him up so he howls in the morning. He howls in the hall way so even though my door is closed, I wake up to his howling. Three times this week (or month) he has howled and woke me up, and I am getting sick of it. So this morning I had to call my parents to ensure that they would start put him in a room, any room as long as he shuts up and I don’t wake up because of him. I would prefer sleeping to the usual 10 – 10:30.

                Whenever we lock him up in his room, where is one way he repays us, by tipping over his food and water bowl. Guess who gets to clean up the mess he makes, me. So we come home to a wet floor with dry/soggy dog food because he decides to tip them over. I have even seen him try to tip over his bowls before he achieves his goal. So whenever we leave we have to leave his food and water bowl out of his reach. So we have to feel bad over the fact that he has to go through a whole day with no food, and no water. We got new bowls, that are even harder to tip, and he still found a way to tip them. So we are lucky he has stopped, but even then there are those days where he knocks over some food that gets mouldy, and I have to clean from under the washer. On top he is already a slob so when ever he drinks water he gets it all over the floor and we have to be careful not to step in it and get our socks all soggy and wet.

                So you have met Skipper, mainly his bad side, but there isn’t much for me to say about him that is actually good. But he has also done worse things like peeing on other peoples pants, or legs. As well he has pissed on other peoples dogs. So he didn’t have a good reputation for a while. But Skipper can be a good dog, he knows tricks like play dead, shake a paw, and roll over (the last thing he knows is how to high five others, developed it off of shake a paw). So I love my dog no matter what he does, I hope you love your dog as well!

2 comments:

  1. Hey there, Kenaan. Little ankle biters aren't they? Naughty or nice, they sure know how to make us smile when we're exhausted, accompany us when we're weary, and guard us from forthcoming harm. Loyal, energetic and playful, just a perfect companion, yes?

    KLGDogWalker

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    1. The Beautiful relationship God blesses us with our beloved four legged companions is like nothing else in the world... No one but Him will ever love us as much...

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