My new dog Stitch is an odd duck. He shows no interest in toys or chewing anything. They are all different and what fun would it be if they weren’t?
He likes food (big surprise), a rough S&M game of snarly face with his girl friend (Tula) from next door and going for long walks. Our outings combine all three of his favorites and are Stitch’s idea of heaven.
Let me grab the leash, the whistle and a pocket full of mini treats and let’s go.
Every morning it is my job to feed the horses. Stitch gets tied on leash away from the road and horses and shows great fear of both which is fine with me.
Once past the horses we head to the hills:
Stitch goes off leash and becomes faster than green grass through a goose:
He and Tula “tear it up” on the fly. Not an easy thing to capture:
We often go to the “river” which is often an entire foot wide:
Sometimes they take a break while I sit:
Sometimes they don’t:
After the river we visit the burned down farm house. We take the long way home so they can dry:
This is close. A Mini house in decay with some cinder blocks I stacked for a perch:
Here is a pic I like as it is a “recall”. He is on the run answering the whistle and barreling down the hill for a small chicken chunk, love and praise:
We do this every day. The dogs don’t seem to mind any kind of weather. We are out and about for nearly two hours. When we get home they both need to rest for at least 15 minutes…
They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Keep an eye on the obituaries as I am not sure which way this one will go. Thanks for coming along. 🙂