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  posted on 12/24/2006 at 10:41 AM
Here's a link to some personal stories about "Fido gone bad".

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/12/21/AR200612210 1366.html

and here's my story, and feel free to add you own "Fido gone bad" stories.

My Siberian Husky, Thor is generally a very good dog, but as a Siberian he has a very strong hunting instinct, especially when it concerns rodents ("the all rodents must be die" command must be "hardwired" into their genetic structure). Anyway, I was out of town on business, and I had a neighbor's daughter who also has a Siberian Husky, Nike, walk Thor. Well Erin was walking both Thor and Nike when she saw one of her friends who had just gotten a new Guinea Pig, which she wanted to show Erin. Well, the friend brought the Guinea Pig out, which both Nike and Thor figured "was for them", and unfortunately the Guinea Pig slipped from it's owner's grip. Now, I won't go any further, as I'm sure you can guess the rest.

 
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  posted on 12/24/2006 at 02:41 PM
I have so many "my dog did *&%$#*" stories, I don't know where to start.

The holidays have the bassets excited. Last week, Sadie found a bar of chocolate, took it on my bed and left the tin foil, then dug her way out of the backyard (by going under a canoe, several tomato cages and about 20 bamboo stakes), went next door to play with a puppy, rolled in an unknown type of SCAT and then waded through the mud in the canal bed.


 

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  posted on 12/24/2006 at 03:01 PM
Not so much a "dog gone bad" story, but something that surprised me years ago and taught me a lesson about how strong instinct and breeding characteristics can be in a dog.

Years ago, I developed a fondness for the Weimaraner breed. As I've learned from experience I prefer a somewhat older dog to getting a puppy, I began a seach for one which lead me to a breeder. He had a one and a half year old fellow named Ozzie. Now Ozzie had lived his life with other dogs in the kennel and his only work had been to go to shows. He had shown well, reaching a champion status, but probably wasn't destined to for serious national competition, so the breeder was looking for someone interested to take him so that room could be freed up in his kennel. It takes a while to find one like this, but when you do you normally are getting a great dog - very well socialized with people and other dogs. Ozzie was no exception.

Ozzie and I were out walking one winter day not long after he came into my house. It had snowed the night before with about two inches on the ground. He was off the lead, sniffing around and enjoying his doggie self. All of a sudden I see him stiffen, and then take off like a shot towards the tree line about 200 feet away. I watch as he jumps against a tree trunk, wrestles with something on the ground, and then begins to prance back towards me. He has something in his mouth, and as he approaches me, he slows, and then drops a squirrel at my feet - still alive! The squirrel was stunned for a moment and didn't move. Ozzie sits in the snow, looking up at me with a big grin. The squirrel finally comes to his senses and runs off as I hold Ozzie back.

A couple of things I still find amazing about this. First, that he was able to cover almost 200 feet of gound and get the squirrel before it went up the tree. Second, that Ozzie was never trained in field work - he was a show dog! Instinct took completely over and he not only chased down the prey, but as any good retriever should do, he brought it back to me undamaged. He was a great boy, and I still get a lump in my throat when I think of him and how much I miss him. Here's a little holiday picture of the two of us from many years ago. He was obviously embarrassed by his owners decision to fancy him up for the photo, but he never complained.

 

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  posted on 12/24/2006 at 09:25 PM
My shepherd mutt, Homer, once knocked down the entire Christmas tree when he was a 2 month pup. It was the "room" he wasn't supposed to go into, yet his need for being around the rest of us was too much to bear. Homer's curiousity got the best of him, & away he went.....tugging on the decorations & etc., until it all came smashing down.

Looking back, it probably shocked him even more than the rest of us. Even funnier, he knew he did something wrong, so he was doing a "submission" pose, which he did often when he KNEW he was misbehaving. They know, but they can't help themselves sometimes.

I had to put him to rest about an hour ago-he was such a big baby, & it pains me that he had to spend his last few days at the animal hospital without us, until the very end. It was all so sudden, so fast. It HURT to see him in that much pain-he was SUFFERING, & we all felt so powerless. No last walk. Last meal. Last snack. Just ran out of time. Can't make any sense of it yet, but the Christmas tree story was the first thing I remembered looking at this thread. It was his first Christmas, 13 years ago.

RIP, my man-long may you run.

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  posted on 12/24/2006 at 11:31 PM
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Here's a link to some personal stories about "Fido gone bad".

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/12/21/AR200612210 1366.html

and here's my story, and feel free to add you own "Fido gone bad" stories.

My Siberian Husky, Thor is generally a very good dog, but as a Siberian he has a very strong hunting instinct, especially when it concerns rodents ("the all rodents must be die" command must be "hardwired" into their genetic structure). Anyway, I was out of town on business, and I had a neighbor's daughter who also has a Siberian Husky, Nike, walk Thor. Well Erin was walking both Thor and Nike when she saw one of her friends who had just gotten a new Guinea Pig, which she wanted to show Erin. Well, the friend brought the Guinea Pig out, which both Nike and Thor figured "was for them", and unfortunately the Guinea Pig slipped from it's owner's grip. Now, I won't go any further, as I'm sure you can guess the rest.




My late Husky Amundsen was awesome at killing "varmints" all the while tied on a run.

He got numerous skunks and possum over the years.

He only got skunked twice.

One night he got two possum, must have been a breeding pair, what a last date that was.

He was pretty good on the field/barn rats as well.

I never realized it was a trait of the breed.



[Edited on 12/25/2006 by PhotoRon286]

 

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  posted on 12/25/2006 at 03:20 PM
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Here's a link to some personal stories about "Fido gone bad".

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/12/21/AR200612210 1366.html

and here's my story, and feel free to add you own "Fido gone bad" stories.

My Siberian Husky, Thor is generally a very good dog, but as a Siberian he has a very strong hunting instinct, especially when it concerns rodents ("the all rodents must be die" command must be "hardwired" into their genetic structure). Anyway, I was out of town on business, and I had a neighbor's daughter who also has a Siberian Husky, Nike, walk Thor. Well Erin was walking both Thor and Nike when she saw one of her friends who had just gotten a new Guinea Pig, which she wanted to show Erin. Well, the friend brought the Guinea Pig out, which both Nike and Thor figured "was for them", and unfortunately the Guinea Pig slipped from it's owner's grip. Now, I won't go any further, as I'm sure you can guess the rest.




My late Husky Amundsen was awesome at killing "varmints" all the while tied on a run.

He got numerous skunks and possum over the years.

He only got skunked twice.

One night he got two possum, must have been a breeding pair, what a last date that was.

He was pretty good on the field/barn rats as well.

I never realized it was a trait of the breed.



[Edited on 12/25/2006 by PhotoRon286]

OMG, that is a beautiful dog!!!!!

 

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  posted on 12/25/2006 at 05:24 PM
Love all the pictures!

 

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  posted on 12/26/2006 at 05:19 PM
I have owned 3 dogs in my life and all three of them have been toy poodles (let the teasing begin!). They are super intelligent dogs that live for quite a long time. My latest dog (Petey) was about 8 months old when he deciced to snack on a bag of Daddy treats.Stupidly left my tray out and Petey tore up the bag and consumed about 4 grams of Tennessee's Finest! I was not sure he had actualy consumed it until we found a small pile of vomit with chunks of bud in the middle.He was really lethargic and just laid there with a terrible look on his little face.He finally slept for about 2--3 hous as we kept a constant watch on him. After he woke up, he stumbled around and rambled into the kitchen and just devoured a a bowl of water and a giant bowl of dog food.My wife and I (relieved the dog was not going to die) just laughed like crazy that the dog had a major case of munchies! Needless to say, Petey never bothered the tray again and I was a lot more careful with the goodies ( disclaimer: this occurred 12 years ago and no way speaks to my current recreational activities! )

 

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  posted on 12/26/2006 at 06:06 PM
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I have owned 3 dogs in my life and all three of them have been toy poodles (let the teasing begin!). They are super intelligent dogs that live for quite a long time. My latest dog (Petey) was about 8 months old when he deciced to snack on a bag of Daddy treats.Stupidly left my tray out and Petey tore up the bag and consumed about 4 grams of Tennessee's Finest! I was not sure he had actualy consumed it until we found a small pile of vomit with chunks of bud in the middle.He was really lethargic and just laid there with a terrible look on his little face.He finally slept for about 2--3 hous as we kept a constant watch on him. After he woke up, he stumbled around and rambled into the kitchen and just devoured a a bowl of water and a giant bowl of dog food.My wife and I (relieved the dog was not going to die) just laughed like crazy that the dog had a major case of munchies! Needless to say, Petey never bothered the tray again and I was a lot more careful with the goodies ( disclaimer: this occurred 12 years ago and no way speaks to my current recreational activities! )


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  posted on 12/26/2006 at 06:36 PM
My wife and I have a Shepard that ate a half a box of fireworks when he was a pup. I was at work and my wife freaked. She called the vet and they told her to feed him a tablespoon of Hydrogen Peroxide and they all came up. Almost changed his name to Sparky.
 

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  posted on 12/28/2006 at 11:22 PM
One day I was in the back yard shooting squirrels in the pecan tree (little tree rats cleaned it out), and our dog Hymdell, found out that some of the ones I missed ran so hard to get away that they forgot the limb ended, about 40-50 feet up.
So, he learned to catch the ones that fell and get them while they were stunned.
Sometimes I couldn't tell if he was trying to kill them, or just get them to wake up.
But this is a good shot of him with one of "his" catches.


Hymdell, whose name my daughter claims to mean 'Guardian of the Gods', was found wandering the streets of warner Robins by a friend of our son-in-law.
When he arrived, he barely had any fur, looked like he had been starved for a long time, and we first thought he might die at any time.
But, he knew his manners (somebody had spent a lot of money on training him). When he was brought into the front door he immediately went around the room and sniffed all the furniture, and didn't pee on any of it.
He then went directly to my wife and placed his head in her lap and looked up with those big brown eyes. She was hooked.
We have a large fenced in yard and took him outside and he went directly to where a water pot is for the cats. He then met the cats. No problem, he obviously was raised around cats. They got along great. He even got along with the neighbors' Rottweiller.
His first meal with us was scrambled eggs with tuna mixed in. He got that several times a day for about a week and then we started mixing in cheese and a can of dog food.
When we got him he knew all his commands, and even likes to shake hands with kids that come to the fence.
We've now had him for more than five years.

 

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  posted on 12/29/2006 at 09:44 AM
My dog "TRUCKS" is always full of his self. Today he is at the vet getting neutered. I hope it calms him down If not, It looks like I will have to circle our deck with electric wire. I have the back and side fences lined with wire. That keeps him away from the fences. TRUCKS is a big dog just a little under 2 years old. He has fiqured out he can squeeze through the pickets on our decks gate and rails. What is funny about this is, the other morning I got up and looked out our front kitchen window and there is TRUCKS standing out in the front yard with the gate stuck around him. He had an eye on a squirrel, which he loves to chase. He acted like the gate wasnt even stuck through his midsection. It was awful funny watching him chase that squirrel with that gate around him. He had tried to squeeze through the pickets again and this time the gate came with him. It was hilarious. He was a easy catch this time. That gate sure slowed him down, but didnt dampen his ambitions.


Just picked up Trucks from the Vet. He is doing well but has this kind of empty look about him today. He is here at work laying beside my desk. He has calmed a little but I believe its from the sleepy gas. I gave him a pain pill. I also had them inject a micro chip into his neck in case he ever gets lost. That is a cool gadget. Worth the money. ($35.00) He can run but cant hide.

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  posted on 12/29/2006 at 11:47 AM
Lola, my Rott, got ahold of a large, unopened bag of red Twizzlers once and consumed the lot. Gave herself a massive tummyache and how can I put this...there are certain shades of red that will not come out of carpet no matter what you do to it (good thing the carpet needs replaced anyway). I called the vet because I was freaked - had read somewhere that black licorice was toxic to dogs and was afraid I might loose her. He assured me that she would be ok and prescribed Pepto Bismal (sp). The dosage was 1 TBSP for every 5 pounds of weight - this equalled approximately 1 large bottle at her size. Still haven't figured out which was messier - the Twizzlers or me attempting to pour a bottle of Pepto down Lola's throat as she spit it back at me.
(PS - Love the doggie pics!)

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