Category Archives: Funny Dogs

Strange Dog

I mentioned in the last post Dog in the Lap of Luxury!, that Ronnie is a strange dog. A very strange dog, if the truth be known.

This afternoon he “found” one of his old toys buried under the sofa which was one of those soft plastic chicken legs that squeak. Previously untouched with the squeaker still operational (very unusual for a toy of Ronnie’s). Well, not for long!

He did a sort of lap of honour around the room with his prize in his mouth (a deliberate taunt directed at Daisy who pretended to ignore him) and then leaped halfway across the room onto the sofa (why walk when you can fly?) where he proceeded to dismantle the thing bite by bite.

Now this is all great entertainment for Ronnie, who sat there for the best part of an hour systematically ripping this plastic chicken leg into little pieces to get at the prize in the middle – the squeaker! We don’t know if the sound of the squeaker in these squeaky toys drives him insane (they drive me insane) so he has to “kill” them, or he just has a sadistic streak and likes to tear things into little pieces, distribute them all round the room and then chew the squeaker into a molten lump of congealed plastic.

Whichever it is, Ronnie takes great pleasure in “killing” squeaky toys of all descriptions! I have to admit, I enjoy the end bit the best when he finally silences that annoying noise.

Not such a strange dog, after all?

Terry Didcott
For Dogs

Dogs Do Some Funny Things

Dogs do make me laugh when they do the craziest things and I have one of the craziest dogs around in that little bundle of lunacy, Ronnie.

It’s still dark in the mornings when I take him for his first walk of the day (I like the quietness at 6.30 am) and right now the sky is an interesting place with Venus in Scorpio sitting lower towards the eastern horizon and – hey this is the wrong blog for my Astronomy lesson! Anyhow, walking the streets at that time with Ronnie is a real peaceful and calming exercise – or it would be if he wasn’t such a nut case!

Being small and energetic, he wants to go scrabbling off into all kinds of dark nooks and crannies at the end of his leash with four legs churning away and not really going anywhere thanks to his restraint! But he doesn’t seem to care and I can’t believe the amount of times he manages to wrap that damn leash around lamp posts – it seems like every one we pass he has to run around it as many times as his leash will allow – then sit there panting away at me with the biggest grin on his face as if to say, “Now untangle that mess!”

I wonder who end up looking sillier – a idiotically grinning Ronnie or a frantic me trying to free him from his latest lamp post!

Wouldn’t life be boring without a dog!

Terry Didcott
For Dogs