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By ana (Fri Apr 14, 2006 at 10:52:03 AM EST) fun loving cowwqas., cow-orkers (all tags)
Teh Dawg, in particular.


So toxicfur's awesome boss, iGrrrl, has bought the both of them professional massages, which are only just finished as I type. I await the more relaxed partner with great anticipation.

I've tried working the knots out of her back muscles, and I could do it pretty well until $evil_project came along. Now, I can kinda stay even. So this is a Good Thing from a Really Cool Boss.

One attempt in the kitchen earlier this week involved working at knots with my thumbs til they got tired (my thumbs, not the knots), and then gently pounding the muscles with the heels of my hands. Teh Dawg stood opposite watching. After a few seconds, toxicfur began to vocalize, which sound was chopped by my hands impacting on her ribcage. The dog twisted her head.

She does this gesture sometimes, rotating her head about an axis through the nose, to indicate that she knows you're talking, probably to her, but she doesn't get it. This time, I think it was more of a "that's peculiar... should I be concerned you're hurting her?"

Teh Dawg is an Australian Shepherd, and has a good many sheep management instincts bred into her. Cats, sheep, doesn't matter to her. Squirrels are a peculiar kind of cats to be herded. So anyway, she has Ideas about how a herd should be managed, and though she's not the alpha dog, she expresses these opinions with some force. It's quite intimidating to have a 45 pound dog (has been 65 or 70 sometimes) standing 5 feet away, looking you right in the eye, and growling. Because she doesn't like it that you let the cats get away with climbing into your lap, or whatever.

Often if we're being more friendly than she approves of, she thinks we're fighting, and she'll go get a stuffed toy to try to distract us. With the cats, she just wades into the battle, pokes them with her nose, and herds them into separate rooms.

Oh, and it's almost Easter. The music should be, shall we say, challenging.

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I'm Scared... by CheeseburgerBrown (4.00 / 1) #1 Fri Apr 14, 2006 at 11:08:46 AM EST
...even when tiny things growl.

When something is really pissed off, no matter how small it is, it's a bit daunting. Have you ever confronted an angry squirrel? It's not good mojo.


I am from a small, unknown country in the north called Ca-na-da. We are a simple, grease-loving people who enjoy le weekend de ski.
I've seen seriously pissed-off by ana (4.00 / 3) #2 Fri Apr 14, 2006 at 11:13:02 AM EST
chipmonks and hummingbirds, and I'd not care to take on either of them. I gather the chipmonks will raid hummingbird nests. My folks live at the edge of the national forest, in scrub oak woods. The trees are 10' tall, max, and in many places more like six.

Papa hummingbird (you'll never meet a fiercer creature, pound for pound) hovers sixty feet in the air, his high pitched little voice chopped by his wing beats. And then he dives, full force, screaming through the woods at 40 mph, easy, within inches of a very upset chipmonk. Who fusses back at him, powerless to do more.

Can you introspect out loud? --CRwM

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Angry squirrel. by aphrael (2.00 / 0) #6 Fri Apr 14, 2006 at 06:34:28 PM EST
I once saw an angry squirrel throwing rocks at a rattlesnake which had made off with its mate.

It followed the rattlesnake for a good long time before the people watching it scared it off.

The poor thing was determined that if it threw things at the rattlensake for long enough, it would get its (obviously dead to my eyes) mate back.

If television is a babysitter, the internet is a drunk librarian who won't shut up.

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Awww. :-( by toxicfur (2.00 / 0) #7 Sat Apr 15, 2006 at 04:34:28 AM EST
Poor squirrel. Poor rattlesnake, too, I'm guessing, though I find it harder to bond (and, thus, to empathize) with reptiles.
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I've got more than one membership to more than one club, and I owe my life to the people that I love. - Ani DiFranco
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Do you get hearded as well? by wumpus (4.00 / 1) #3 Fri Apr 14, 2006 at 12:53:23 PM EST
Long, long, ago, I had a Samoyed (other Husites have mentioned them, they're more fur than dog).  Samoyeds do not heard sheep, but will heard raindeer  (presumably only usefull for Inuit or other indians in the US).  The only time it was noticable was when she decided to do the Lassie (come out and see) routine, then lay down since the family was all together.


Wumpus


Sometimes, yes. by ana (2.00 / 0) #5 Fri Apr 14, 2006 at 01:38:35 PM EST
When she's convinced we're amenable to walkies, she tries to herd us out the door. At supper time she'll try to herd anybody who's not sitting down into the kitchen.

Can you introspect out loud? --CRwM

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My boss does indeed rock. by toxicfur (4.00 / 1) #4 Fri Apr 14, 2006 at 01:14:19 PM EST
It has been a most excellent day.

Teh Dawg certainly does have ideas about what the Right Choice is, and I often don't understand WTF she's going on about. Someday, I'll dig up the (paper) diary entry I wrote the first day she was living with me - in short, we were both wondering if this was gonna work. Even when she's a ball of furry insanity, though, I still love her.
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I've got more than one membership to more than one club, and I owe my life to the people that I love. - Ani DiFranco

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