Fred, you know that the blue chair belongs to your master so you have to be respect him and let him sitting on it and reading his newspaper. Sorry, alas!
Hey Aaron, you are my kind of “master” because I too would certainly not disturb my doggie’s nap just so I can be “comfortable”.
In fact with my big dogs, alas both died in the past year, old age and complications, I have been known to retreat to the couch for a night’s sleep because they took up my entire bed and I didn’t want to disturb their peaceful slumber.
I prefer the terms “care giver” or “guardian” or “companion” to “master” when I am speaking of my relationship with my fuzzy, four footed friends.
I guess I just don’t feel like much of a “master” in any sense of the word. Neither do I want to feel that kind of relationship with them. Even without it though, they were perfectly willing to do anything I asked of them and they behaved wonderfully in all kinds of situations.
I love my dogs like children. The problem is that one must assume the role of pack leader, especially with the big ones. That does not mean to abuse them, just direct them from time to time.
Yes, John Pike, you are right. I love my dogs like children too. But I am always the pack leader and that is simply because someone has to be and If I don’t take on that role then one of them will and then there will be chaos.
Especially when you consider that most of the dogs I have shared my life with have been 100 lbs or more each.
But I am never overbearing with them or demanding when there is no need to be. I always show them respect and they know I love them deeply. That may be part of the reason I have very cooperative, obedient dogs in the same sense that children can be obedient because they want to be and not because they are bullied.
My dogs and I have always had a deep rapport and understanding of each other. Well, we did until this past year when both of them died after hugely expensive efforts to save their lives. They were old but still alert. Cancer.
I am 74 and these last two, Benjamin and Andrew, were the most recent in a long line of faithful and very loved friends that passed away too soon. Each one was precious and unique.
NE1956 almost 14 years ago
Those are the only kind Fred lad. Return the favor in an hour or so.
I, being a kind master, would take my newspaper elsewhere. Just look at Fred’s sweetness.
pawpawbear almost 14 years ago
I’m with master, I want my chair when I want my chair.
persil almost 14 years ago
Sure is!!!!!!!!!!!
Wildmustang1262 almost 14 years ago
Fred, you know that the blue chair belongs to your master so you have to be respect him and let him sitting on it and reading his newspaper. Sorry, alas!
flong2934 almost 14 years ago
Hey Aaron, you are my kind of “master” because I too would certainly not disturb my doggie’s nap just so I can be “comfortable”.
In fact with my big dogs, alas both died in the past year, old age and complications, I have been known to retreat to the couch for a night’s sleep because they took up my entire bed and I didn’t want to disturb their peaceful slumber.
I prefer the terms “care giver” or “guardian” or “companion” to “master” when I am speaking of my relationship with my fuzzy, four footed friends.
I guess I just don’t feel like much of a “master” in any sense of the word. Neither do I want to feel that kind of relationship with them. Even without it though, they were perfectly willing to do anything I asked of them and they behaved wonderfully in all kinds of situations.
Lordy, how I miss them!!
photoman022 almost 14 years ago
lazy bones!!!???? who’s sitting down, reading the newspaper, instead of bringing fred on a walk?
bald almost 14 years ago
after all these years, why not get fed his own chair? or get yourself a new one ad pass your old on on to him
pawpawbear almost 14 years ago
I love my dogs like children. The problem is that one must assume the role of pack leader, especially with the big ones. That does not mean to abuse them, just direct them from time to time.
flong2934 almost 14 years ago
Yes, John Pike, you are right. I love my dogs like children too. But I am always the pack leader and that is simply because someone has to be and If I don’t take on that role then one of them will and then there will be chaos.
Especially when you consider that most of the dogs I have shared my life with have been 100 lbs or more each.
But I am never overbearing with them or demanding when there is no need to be. I always show them respect and they know I love them deeply. That may be part of the reason I have very cooperative, obedient dogs in the same sense that children can be obedient because they want to be and not because they are bullied.
My dogs and I have always had a deep rapport and understanding of each other. Well, we did until this past year when both of them died after hugely expensive efforts to save their lives. They were old but still alert. Cancer.
I am 74 and these last two, Benjamin and Andrew, were the most recent in a long line of faithful and very loved friends that passed away too soon. Each one was precious and unique.