Sunday, December 20, 2009

Cool dog video
Tom Smith

Labs are so awesome.  They are to dogs generally what dogs generally are to cats.  The very essence of doggy goodness. I like all dogs, but labs are the doggiest. Via free republic.

Also, worth noting Labrador Retrievers were fishing dogs before they were hunting dogs.  They would go out in the small boats from the coast of Labrador and catch fish that had fallen out of nets and help pull in the nets themselves.  Denali, my smelly and mentally challenged, but highly pedigreed chocolate lab, can actually dive underwater, I mean go totally submarine to the bottom of a 5 foot pool, to retrieve things.  I don't think many breeds will do that.

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Tom Smith


I had a happy love-in with a West Highland Terrier yesterday evening; my wife was very taken with it too. It has made us think again about what to do when our old mousers die.

Posted by: dearieme | Dec 20, 2009 9:31:06 AM

We have a 1.5 year old yellow (more like white) lab that has the sweetest disposition in an animal I've ever come across. Still waiting for him to calm down a little bit...when does that happen, exactly?

Posted by: Marc DeGirolami | Dec 20, 2009 11:22:02 AM

Maybe in 6 months or so, but start training now. All that drive they have at this young age can be channeled into training. Let me know if you need some links but there are a lot of good sources out there now.

Posted by: Tom Smith | Dec 20, 2009 4:44:21 PM

Dogs are awesome period. They bond with us so well. We have a pure bred blue Pit. The sweetest, most loving animal in the whole world (with people, that is; not so much for anything on four legs). Docile, obedient to the point of obsequiousness, totally devoted, amazingly strong, bulging muscles everywhere--her only shortcoming is in the I.Q. department, but how smart do you have to be if you're bred to attack something that weighs 2000 pounds?

Dogs like that bring to mind the poem, The Malamute:

But you can't tell me God would have Heaven
So a man couldn't mix with his friends;
That we're doomed to meet disappointment
When we come to the place the trail ends.
That would be a low-grade sort of Heaven
And I'd never regret a damned sin
If I mush up to the gates, white and pearly,
And they don't let my malamute in.

Posted by: Lou Gots | Dec 21, 2009 5:16:31 AM