Today, at about 11 am my fellow breeder in this road A., a rather mentally challenged guy, showed up, trying to get rid of a dog some relatives going to an assisted living facility or what dumped on him. Literally. No papers, no name, he even didn't know the sex.
First, I asked his mother, with about 90 still the clearest mind in that family. Ok, no way back for the dog, and dumping him on Alfred was already a quite desperate move (thanks to new "animal protection " laws its impossible to find a new home online)
Alfred has no clue about dogs, but at least he asked all of his friends for help. Well. I'm the only one without other dogs so here he is.
I'm not sure what to think about it, it's an astonishgly stupid dog, friendly to everyone, but starts to whine and yelp whenever I leave the room.
Ok, that was a hard day for him, but I doubt that he'll handle being left alone for 9-10 hours each day well.
He snores. No way I'll sleep well beside a creature making suffocating noises.
Herr Hase deals pretty good with the situation, well, it's a shame, I enjoyed him so much today morning, jumping on my bed, doing the bunny500 all over the house, being between my feet while preparing breakfast.
That wont happen again for months when the dog is here.
Honestly, I don't really like that dog. Friendly to everyone, stupid, very cuddly.
Gina, I had to work and fight for 3 months to earn her trust. This dog, whoever looks at him is the greatest person in the world.
There's a reason why I like rabbits, or Gina, I need to earn their respect, work hard for it,
This Dog, boring Dumbo. Doesn't listen to anything.
Problem is that I'm already quite threadbare anyway, can't deal with that stuff. Today I missed to close a gate between upper garden and meadow below, normally i step over it but opened it for the dog - and didn't latch it properly. My buck was frolicking with 8 does when I noticed an hour later, his privy parts still dangling to cool.
I, and any plans I made, are thoruoghly fubared.
First, I asked his mother, with about 90 still the clearest mind in that family. Ok, no way back for the dog, and dumping him on Alfred was already a quite desperate move (thanks to new "animal protection " laws its impossible to find a new home online)
Alfred has no clue about dogs, but at least he asked all of his friends for help. Well. I'm the only one without other dogs so here he is.
I'm not sure what to think about it, it's an astonishgly stupid dog, friendly to everyone, but starts to whine and yelp whenever I leave the room.
Ok, that was a hard day for him, but I doubt that he'll handle being left alone for 9-10 hours each day well.
He snores. No way I'll sleep well beside a creature making suffocating noises.
Herr Hase deals pretty good with the situation, well, it's a shame, I enjoyed him so much today morning, jumping on my bed, doing the bunny500 all over the house, being between my feet while preparing breakfast.
That wont happen again for months when the dog is here.
Honestly, I don't really like that dog. Friendly to everyone, stupid, very cuddly.
Gina, I had to work and fight for 3 months to earn her trust. This dog, whoever looks at him is the greatest person in the world.
There's a reason why I like rabbits, or Gina, I need to earn their respect, work hard for it,
This Dog, boring Dumbo. Doesn't listen to anything.
Problem is that I'm already quite threadbare anyway, can't deal with that stuff. Today I missed to close a gate between upper garden and meadow below, normally i step over it but opened it for the dog - and didn't latch it properly. My buck was frolicking with 8 does when I noticed an hour later, his privy parts still dangling to cool.
I, and any plans I made, are thoruoghly fubared.