Monday, November 12, 2007

Best Friends

Betsy has been going over to the next-door neighbors to play with their dogs while I'm at work for some time now. One, in particular, she is inseparable from. This dog is probably about a year old, and looks like a small-ish golden retriever, except that she is completely black. She's a very sweet dog, too. So the time has now come that the neighbor dog has discovered how to come to my yard. She has also learned how to come in the doggie door, as well. After several attempts to fill up the hole under the fence and take her back home only to have her come back five minutes later, I figure I'd let her stay if she wants to. She can get back through the hole under the fence, and when I separate her from Betsy she goes back home. And it is really a lot of fun to watch them play together. They romp about and chew on eachother, and then curl up and go to sleep together.


I kind of feel sorry for the neighbor dog. Her big buddy got picked up by animal control a couple of weeks ago, and I haven't seen him since. (He can leap the 5 foot fence.) I told the neighbors the pound had him, but they apparently didn't get him. And the retriever-looking one doesn't have much to do with their minute chihuahua cross. Her family doesn't seem to spend much time with her either. All their dogs are always outside, and their kids don't even seem to play with them much. They didn't even come looking for her when she's been at my house most of the past 3 days. (She goes home at night.) So really, who can blame her for wanting to come by and play with Betsy and me? There's water, and a nice cool kitchen floor to sleep on, and friends to play with. I wonder why some people have dogs who don't seem to want to spend any time with them?

And this dog and Betsy really are best buds. They follow eachother around and whine for eachother when they're separated. Although before too much longer, Betsy will not be so easy to push around. She's already trickier than the neighbor dog. They were wrestling around together, and Betsy was getting her butt kicked. So she runs away and grabs a stick to chew. When the other dog lays off and isn't paying attention, Betsy jumps her and has her on her back. The other dog makes for the stick, but during a moment's inattention, Betsy grabs it from her again. The stick remains Betsy's.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Just wanted to tell you that I am PD in New Jersey, and I love your blog. It is refreshing to know that someone else is is experiencing what I experience. It sounds like NM is a bit less fascist then NJ. The prosecutors run everything and the judges are all political appointees who want to get tenured. No bravery. No courage.

Thank you for sharing

Anonymous said...

What will the poor neighbor puppy (what is her name, anyway?) do when Betsy is out of town? Do you think she'll sit at the doggie door and howl pitifully?

I completely agree with you, wondering why people choose to own dogs if they won't spend time with them. I've wondered the same thing about children, too, of course. But to little avail in either case.

Sircellan said...

There's a charity here called Dogs Trust (or something like that), and they have bumper stickers that read: A dog isn't for Christmas, it's for life. It's too true. There are many people here who can't cope with dogs, but because they don't want to be charged for a noise violation if they keep the dog outside and it barks, they dump it anywhere.

One of these days I'm going to get a house and a piece of land and start saving some greyhounds as well. Too many dogs and not enough time!