Got in a very nice run today with Ashley, going 2.46 miles in (despite what the image says) 33:41. Ashley was a Very Good Dog on the run, despite just a little bit of grabbing the leash in her jaws after we turned back toward home. 🐕 🏃🏻♂️
This time not only did Ashley find her place in the sun, I found mine as well. 🐕
🎶 These snoots were made for boopin’, and that’s just what they’ll do! / Sooner or later these snoots are gonna boop all over you (do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do) 🎶
I told Ashley that she’s “The number one girl in my eyes.”
Then I had to carefully explain that this did not mean that she should boop me in the glasses with her snout.
Jackie walked Ashley successfully for a couple of days right after we brought her home from the shelter, but then we had a couple of incidents where the dog pulled her over, or yanked the leash out of her hand, and we realized that it wasn’t safe for Jackie to be the dog walker.
Over the past couple of years though, Ashley has gradually become more tractable, and today we decided to experiment once again with Jackie being the dog walker.
It worked great! Ashley pulled some, but I don’t think Jackie was ever in danger of being pulled over, or of losing the leash.
We were thinking of it especially because tomorrow I’m going to spend close to 10 hours at an all-day sword fighting workshop organized by my local club TMHF, which is bringing in three well-known HEMA instructors to teach classes. There’s a group lunch, but I’m going to have to miss it to dash home and walk the dog. But since this outing went so well, hopefully next time there’s something like this, Jackie will be able to do the dog walking. It’s also a useful backup, just in case I’m sick or injured, to have Jackie able to do what’s necessary.
I took this image to document the scar from Ashley getting nipped on the nose by a neighbor dog, but it was such a handsome picture, I figured there was no point on dwelling on the scar. #dogsofmastodon
Ashley would like to make it Very Clear that the number of treats provided so far are Insufficient.
Ashley caught a vole! I wouldn’t let her eat it, because who knows what parasites she’d get from eating a raw wild animal, but she took it very well when I made her drop the vole.
It seemed to have survived being in Ashley’s mouth for several seconds. So Ashley will get to try to catch it again!
Have I mentioned lately how jealous I am of Ashley’s lean, muscly physique?
At 10:00 AM on the first Tuesday of the month, the county tests its emergency sirens. #dogsofmastodon
The very first month we had Ashley, we happened to be walking right under one of the sirens at the moment it started up. Ashley started howling along with it, which made me laugh. And Ashley looked a little embarrassed, thinking she’d done something wrong. I didn’t want that, so I started howling as well.
Since then, Ashley and I (and Jackie when she’s with us) have howled along with the emergency sirens every month.
Our neighbors have not complained, although I suppose they think we’re rather weird.
