Camping with your Dog

Tomorrow is our big journey to the North and unlike Monday, I'm starting to get excited.  I don't know, maybe I'm maturing.  I know tonight will be crazy stressful because Mom and Dad will be packing and hopefully they didn't miss anything.  As for us doggies, we don't have to pack much.  I made my own list of things to take on our trip tomorrow.

1.  My kennel/ crate:  I got a soft crate so it's foldable and has two doors for me to get in and out of.

2.  My pillows, blankets and toys:  It's going to get cold in the nights.  Maybe I'll sneak into Mom's bed.

3.  Food + bowls:  I needs my food 'cause I'm a growing boy.  I weighed 59.4 lbs now!

4.  Leashes and harness:  Dads gonna make me run, even though I told him not to.

5.  Lights:  Dad also got me a light that fits on my harness so people can see who will be attacking them.  Naw just kidding.

6.  Plastic bags:  Well you know, I'z gotta poop too.

7.  Doggie Backpack:  Yeah, Dad got me one of those so I could carry my own stuff. He's lazy.

8.  Lifejacket:  Again I told Mom I wasn't going to swim, but she bought me one and it's so orange!

9.  Stake and tie-out:  This to keep me from roaming and smelling other doggie butts.

10.  BOXER FOOLISHNESS:  We're going to have fun.  Show you some pics next post.

B-Stud.

Canada Day Long Weekend 2010

"BRIX!  We're going camping!  make a list of things you want to do."  Dad directed to me.

After having thought about it I made a list for Dad.

1.  Eat.

2.  Sleep.

3.  Poo.

That's all I want to do Dad.  Don't bug me, don't ask me to be security again this year, I just want to be a lazy dog for once in my life.  I don't want to jump thru hoops, wait and sit pretty for food, I don't want to run 6km a day, I don't want to do anything.  Don't ask me to swim in the lake, I'm not going to close doors on command, I'm not going to do anything, got it?  Good.

B-Stud

 

  

Getting my PHD this time!

That's me and my buddy Sydney who just turned 10 recently.  She's a dog lover and came to Woofstock with me.  Nothing much happened at Woofstock, I didn't meet the girl of my dreams.  Instead a Siberian Husky snapped at me, and some other dogs annoyed me. 

Barkham on the other paw was better.  I saw all my friends at Global Pets.  I even saw Sadie who I attacked earlier this year when I busted the door down and ran into the training room.  Sadie's mom, Margot, had to tackle me down.  Anyway I tried saying "sorry" again by extending a paw out but Sadie just hid behind her Mom.  I was on my best behaviour. I even met a big girl Rottie without any problems.

Despite my good behaviour, Dad enrolled me into school again this year.

"Brix, you need to get learned this summer."
"...you need to get what?  ...get learned...?  What...what kind of English is that Dad?",  I asked.
"You know what I mean.  Anyway, Mom is taking you to school this time."
"I'm too smart for these classes Dad...what class did you enrol me in this time...agility?"
"Nope, you and Mom will be doing....Advanced Manners! Yay!"
"I did that one already.  Top of my class remember?"
"You didn't do it to the Leung Standard.  You start July"
"Ah c'mon...."

Damn, you guys know I'm too good for this class.  I think the class is more for Mom and how to handle my boxer antics.  The only standard I go by is the Standard of Boxer Foolishness.  That's like the bible of Boxer Behaviour.  When I pass this course with ease, I want all of you to acknowledge me as Dr. B-Stud.  Besides, do you know of any other boxer that can write and communicate as well as I do?  Thought so!

Dr. B-Stud.





 

2010 Woofstock

Are you guys going to Woofstock in Toronto this year?  I've been waiting the whole year for this!  Free treats, coupons, and maybe free towels.  I'm going to pack up my doggie back pack and go sniff up some doggie butts this year!  Yay! 

"Weather looks bad this weekend Brix," Dad says from the background.
"A little rain won't stop me Dad," I replied.
"How 'bout thunderstorms?"

Yikes!  How many dogs like thunder?  How many crawl under a table and shake at the low booming sound of it?  Crap, I hope the weatherman is wrong.  Crossing my paws, and hopefully see you guys at St. Lawrence Market downtown.

Brix.

OSPCA ringworm infestation gone bad

Well, the walkathon this weekend is postponed, according to Dad.  Dad says the OSPCA is killing all the animals infested with ringworm.  "Friends for Life" is what the OSPCA has on their website.  Guess friends turn their backs when the going gets tough.  I'm no expert on ringworms but I hear it's curable.  Just like when I had roundworms, I took some pills and after 2 weeks I was better.  So why can't my friends at the OSPCA get treated? 

So how did it spread to over 350 animals?  Shouldn't there be some quarantine or something. How does the infestation grow to 350?  I wonder.  Doesn't the OSPCA have protocol in situations like this?  6 humans also are infected I hear so the solution is the eradicate the diseased animals.  That's their unanimous decision. 

I suspect it's cheaper to euthanize all cats and dogs rather than treat them.  One pink needle and couple seconds later, see you in rainbow bridge.  Now how are they going to dispose of the dead bodies?  Isn't this also a great way to free up some cage space at the OSPCA?

But then again, look at it from the OSPCA side.  Animals get dropped in a box at their front door and what are they suppose to do?  People are protesting, "stop the killing, stop the massacre" but really, these animals ended up there because of their human owner.  Of course not all ended up here this way, but I would imagine a lot have just speaking from experience.  The OSPCA is like the Salvation Army, it's a place to get rid of unwanted stuff.  I still don't agree to the killings.  Even prisoners of the most heinous crimes don't get executed here in Canada.  They get 3 meals a day.  Why do the animals have to be killed?

Brix