Young dogs…

This dog is more of a clown than any dog I’ve ever had. That’s saying something.

All of my dogs have had personalities, for better or worse they’ve been individuals and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

This guy seems to have gone through the personality line twice when he was being built.

In this picture he was trying to hide from me. (Leash notwithstanding.) He was playing, “I’m going to hide and then jump out of the bushes and throw snow all over you.”

He’d gone behind the bush in the foreground and crouched, just as I got the camera ready he saw something across the wash so the picture caught him standing instead of in his goofy, “I’m hiding and you can’t see me crouch.“

At least he picked the right color bush to hide behind.

This dog loves the snow and cold more so than any other dog I’ve had. It can’t be too cold and the snow can’t be too high for him to be happy.

When he’s finally tired from the day’s goofiness then you get the other side of him.

The next photo is him realizing that I’ve just come from the kitchen. In his world this means that I must’ve made something for him. “Uh, no pup, I was stirring the soup but it’s not ready yet.”

This is the “I’m too cool for school look.“

A.K.A. Where is the food man?

He’s also taken to talking to me. He does these weird vocals that crack me up. There’s one in particular that means. “Dad. You’ve been looking at the computer too long, it’s time for us to go out and play.“

There is a lot of play and a lot of walks too.

Then at the end of the day, after the dinner plates have been cleared and the sun is setting there’s this. It’s not dignified but he seems comfortable. Although it does limit the use of the couch.

Other dogs were not allowed on the furniture, (unless my back was turned). With this guy, I realized I was fighting a losing battle and now I vacuum the floors and the furniture as part of the daily cleaning ritual.

This picture was taken after we’d been on a walk on a rainy day. Thank goodness he was dry by the time he’d moved to this nap position.

He’s been with me just over a year. He’s becoming a nice dog to have around. On our daily walks he’s alert and curious. More than once over the year he’s stopped on a trail, sniffed the air, then turned 180 and took us back the way we came.

I can only assume that he smelled something that he didn’t want any part of.

The next day, we’ll go through the same area and he doesn’t twitch at all.

He still hasn’t figured out the size difference between himself and deer. If we encounter a deer, hold on to your socks! It’s going to be a wild run/drag through the undergrowth and trees until the deer loses us.

Then he looks at me like it’s my fault the deer is gone. (He’s not wrong.) He is fast enough he could probably catch a deer if he wasn’t dragging my fat butt behind him. I have no idea what he’d do then, I seriously doubt he has a clue either.

The funniest thing he’s done, is stopping in front of a neighbor’s house whose Christmas decorations include a realistic looking plastic deer and fawn. He went on point and then was confused that the deer didn’t run. Then he started barking his fool head off at the plastic deer.

I was laughing so hard I was crying. The owner of the house came out to see what the ruckus was. He took the situation in, and busts up laughing. His wife came out to see what was going on and she busted up too.

Eventually the owner waved us up onto the lawn so my dog could sniff the deer and understand they weren’t real. All three of us were wiping tears of laughter from our faces watching the dog cautiously approach then jump away.

Finally he sniffs the plastic then looks at us with a WTF? look.

It was a nice way to meet the neighbors.

I also found that the guy has a wicked sense of humor.

He’s moving the deer around his yard and watching my dog stop to analyze the situation.

You can almost see the wheels turning in his head, “They’re not real, they smell like plastic, why do they keep moving?“

In the end, we come home and the dog sleeps on the matter.

It’s the simple things in life that bring the most joy…

I hope your Christmas season has a lot of joyous little moments and that you have the time to appreciate them.