We understand hot in Florida, Freya! This time of year, it hovers around 100f (37.7c) and thankfully, our acre has huge oaks that shade more than half.
We also have a water garden, and our Morkie (Wilson) is a water dog. He's 10yo, 17lbs, and has a summer cut most of the year.
All three kids enjoy the dog door, and they have access to air conditioning when we're out on errands.
We've been remiss training and are getting back to it. I'm enjoying your posts!
I would love to have a whole acre! It must be blissful. Though a lot of work, I imagine, to keep nice?
I'm so glad you are getting back into training, and that you are enjoying reading up on it! I love to take a fun approach to it, and not take things too seriously. Then it feels more like we are playing with our dogs, which they love too <3
Thank you for this; it's food for thought. Both of my dogs are former working dogs from different disciplines.
The true stories I could tell you about some of the wins (and the epic fails..oh gawd the epic fails) as I worked out how to give them the freedom they need to be themselves, yet also accommodate for their age and physical limitations.
The struggle is real. Old Man Dog (former police dog) has decided that my partner might be suspicious and must be sniffed for drugs every day after he comes home from work.
He really is, now. Back when he was first adopted as Big Boy Dog, though, and before I was able to figure out what he'd been trained to do (a process of trial & error, and oh, the errors!) he was a handful. But (mostly) a fun handful.
We understand hot in Florida, Freya! This time of year, it hovers around 100f (37.7c) and thankfully, our acre has huge oaks that shade more than half.
We also have a water garden, and our Morkie (Wilson) is a water dog. He's 10yo, 17lbs, and has a summer cut most of the year.
All three kids enjoy the dog door, and they have access to air conditioning when we're out on errands.
We've been remiss training and are getting back to it. I'm enjoying your posts!
I would love to have a whole acre! It must be blissful. Though a lot of work, I imagine, to keep nice?
I'm so glad you are getting back into training, and that you are enjoying reading up on it! I love to take a fun approach to it, and not take things too seriously. Then it feels more like we are playing with our dogs, which they love too <3
Acre maintenance? I outsource to my self-adopted brother.
He's 6-foot-5-inches tall, too, born on the same day, nine years before me -- that makes him 84 now!
He lived in our subdivision and mowed yards for entertainment. He decided he'd retire a couple years ago, but staying home made him sad.
So, he bought a bigger riding mower, so he could make more money in less time.
I always insist he come in and drink a bottle of water whenever he mows and edges.
How wonderful that you have someone to help, and how wonderful for him too that he has an outlet!
My Mama Peggy's motto, "To stay above the grass, you have to get your A$$ up."
Yes, my mom said that without the $$ 🤣 and she was a devout Baptist.
I love that!
Thank you for this; it's food for thought. Both of my dogs are former working dogs from different disciplines.
The true stories I could tell you about some of the wins (and the epic fails..oh gawd the epic fails) as I worked out how to give them the freedom they need to be themselves, yet also accommodate for their age and physical limitations.
Anyway. Please give Twyla a pat from me.
The fails are always spectacular, aren't they? Why can they never be minor mishaps? :-)
The amount of times I have been on my backside after being pulled over.
There's that one time my Tibetan Terrier thought the school dinner lady's suede glove was a dog toy - while she was still wearing it - well...
The struggle is real. Old Man Dog (former police dog) has decided that my partner might be suspicious and must be sniffed for drugs every day after he comes home from work.
Haha Old Man Dog sounds like he is lovely!
He really is, now. Back when he was first adopted as Big Boy Dog, though, and before I was able to figure out what he'd been trained to do (a process of trial & error, and oh, the errors!) he was a handful. But (mostly) a fun handful.