Welcome to The Boxer Dog Stories

Specs Dogs is a collection of boxer dog stories told from the eyes of Brix, the boxer dog. He is also known as the B-Stud. From these boxer stories, we learn of the joys and pains of puppy-hood to adult life. Along the way, boxer dog and owner learn to strengthen their human to canine bond thru training, playing and just being plain silly. Enjoy!

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Monday, March 22, 2010

Dog running with Bike

Dad making me do all the running while he sits on the bike.


Sunday, March 21, 2010

Dog Kayaking?

Yesterday Dad was up to his old tricks.  Him and Uncle Vince both.  They come home making a whole bunch of noise and with boxes in their hands, big boxes.  I took a whiff to see what it could be...plastic.

After a couple of minutes later, I saw two boats in the living room floor, Sevylor Fiji and Stearns Spree.   

"Brix, this summer we are going to enjoy the lakes by kayaking.  Me, you, and mom."
"Count me out Dad.  I get sea sick.  I don't like water remember?."
"At least come sit in our canoe/kayak."

So I got in.  It was okay but I know once the boat starts rocking, I am jumping out and doggie paddling all the way back to shore.  Who knows, I might even vomit in the boat.  Ughhh, this wasn't a good idea by Dad.

I wonder how many other of my canine friends have been on boats or kayaked (is that word?).  I need help to stop Dad.  Pls help me!


Thursday, March 11, 2010

Boxer closing doors and hurting himself

Check it out. Dad and Mom teaching me new tricks!

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Backpack for the Dog


This week Dad decided I needed to get a job. I was so happy with my canine life, sleep all day, terrorize the neighborhood dogs, protect our house from whoever comes near.  Besides, I like winter, I get to be lazy!  That's when bad behaviour comes out says Dad. 

Dad's giving me this job to do because I think Dad found out I was acting like a fool in the daycare this past Friday. 

"So how was Brix in the daycare?  He was a trouble maker wasn't he?"
"Well, to be fair, a lot of the dogs were crazy today."
"What did he do?"
"He just had so much energy!  He was bouncing up and down at the end of his leash like a mad man."
"I'll know exactly what I have to do."


So today, Dad bought me this backpack for dogs.  It's like a jacket but then two sacks clip onto the side.  So far Dad is making me carry 4 bottles of water, two on each side.  I'm like Dad's slave now.  Dad says it'll help me focus on doing something when we walk and it will give me a good workout. 

"Brix, good news I found you a job.  You can start carrying some things for us."
"How much I get paid?"
"You get paid with our genuine love and care.  You know how many dogs don't have food or a bed to sleep in?  You should feel lucky."
"But I'm a small boxer, I don't think I can do it."
"Excuse me?  You are a working dog breed.  You need a job and I finally found one for you."

My first day of work was the night shift.  Dad strapped me up.  The backpack wasn't as uncomfortable as I thought it would be.  4 bottles of water was nothing for me.  I got used to the weight real fast.  

"You call this a workout Dad?"
"Oh, so you admit you like this job now."
"I guess I'm ok with it.  I'll give you  my 2 weeks notice when I quit."

Actually, I look like a stud when I walk with it.  Maybe it will score me with some fine females.  I look like a soldier from the Gulf war or something like that.  Actually I look like my uncle Ron who use to carry a rucksack in the army....minus the rifle of course.  

Guess I'll try out the new job, gain some experience and beef up my resume.  Tell you how it goes.