(“…So does stupidity.”)
When Horace was small I spent a lot of time with him gently teaching him not to bite skin. He’s very gentle now and when I wrestle him around he sometimes mouths me, but doesn’t bite.
Edith is another story.
She’s very bold, and about as incredibly, wonderfully mellow and easy to manage as Horace was. She may be coming along a little more quickly because she has Horace’s example. But she BITES Horace, hard. Horace did not have anyone to bite. I tell him to “get her” and he tries to play along, gamely. But he never gives her the big honk she deserves. He is really too nice to her.
He is so accommodating that he will even lift his leg for her when she tries to climb under him.
Then she bites him in the dick and he yelps. She comes back later and does it to him again, over and over.
Lucy snatches the football away every time.
Then she bites him in the dick and he yelps. She comes back later and does it to him again, over and over.
Edith has learned at such a young age to rail against the unfair patriarchal system that dominates our world.
You go, girl.
You have a lot of cute dogs and people surrounding you. You’re either pretty lucky or have great timing. Maybe both! It’s fun to swing by and see what you’re up to.
Been lurking for years. Hi! It is crazy how closely Strudel resembles P. Also, I am ignorant of doggies–what breed are they?
Hi Nora, they are Cavalier King Charles. And yes, I think my genes don’t get much of a say, it seems.