All winter long Brody proved to be the most loving and cozy lap dog. Then spring came and awakened the wild beast in him. Our once manageable walks together became adventures in mayhem. There are robins to chase and lots of people and dogs to bark at. Did I mention squirrels, geese and deer? He’s now entering his third year and I had to remind myself that this behavior is not new. See post: Brody takes a walk
I’ve discovered a countermeasure, however, that has proven to be very effective. When he sees something causing him to enter a bark frenzy, I pick him up and hold him in my arms and immediately he stops barking. I can now carry on a conversation with a neighbor without trying to talk over Brody’s obnoxious barking.
Our English cream dachshund is fast approaching his first birthday. He has eclipsed his big brother, Jake, in size and weight but is respectful of him when they play together.
We look at Brody and marvel how much he resembles a Golden Retriever were it not for his short little legs. My wife and I laughed when an internet search suggested that the gene responsible for his appearance is called the Chinchilla gene. Could this be true?
Brody now has a new nickname, “the supervisor.” He is always looking on and observing whenever my wife or I is involved with a project around the house. Assuredly, he is making sure whatever the task is it’s being done right. If by chance a piece of whatever it is being worked on falls to the floor, Brody is quick to scoop it up and make tracks for the rug in the kitchen to study it further.