I'm going to blame it on stress. Or maybe I'll blame it on Strudel. She just poked a few new holes in various parts of my body so I'm feeling spiteful toward her. This past weekend I mentioned to Jimmy my fear that Strudel is somehow mentally challenged.
Soft in the head.
A tad demented.
Possibly in need of psychotropic drugs.
She's eating potting soil at this very moment. But Jimmy says it's our fault she is the way she is.
Don't know if you can tell from this picture, but that's Strudel with her head inside a mostly empty planter. Yum yum.
So like I said, Jimmy says she's not a bad dog, but we're bad owners.
I beg to differ. I have never so much as played tug of war with her, to give her the idea that biting onto and holding onto any part of my person is an acceptable means of entertainment. She doesn't only jump up and chomp down, but does it over and over again and the more you reprimand her the more excited she gets. The more excited she gets, the harder she chomps down. I wouldn't go so far as to say it's aggressive biting, but it for sure isn't play biting either.
She was just at it again and I started videoing her so you'd believe me.
I need Cesar Milan in the worst way. If anyone has any connections, please let me know.
My kinda dog trainer. Errr... whisperer.
Hell, at this point I'll even take that irritating English chick from It's Me or the Dog.
Just look at her. She's gone all canine doginatrix and shit.
So you know how in the past I've told you that golden retrievers are known to have a soft mouth? Well I'm here to tell you, there ain't nothing soft about Strudel's mouth.
She loves licking out the remains of tuna from the can. Sometimes I make her extra happy by smearing peanut butter in it for her. She then proceeds to skitter and chase that can all over the kitchen.
A couple of days ago I gave her a tuna can to lick and this is what her
Who needs a can crusher when I've got Stru?
Hey, at least she released me from what seemed like a never-ending blog fart, right? Thanks Stru.
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