~~~~~ or, A Dog’s Tail
I love this guy
His name is Sam Colt and he is one of my neighbor’s LGDs. Unlike Bandit (aka “The Oaf”), Sam is not a people dog. He has to be cornered in a stall to be caught. He is not aggressive towards people – just not interested. His job is to protect his goats, not to be your friend. He will sometimes accidentally brush against me when I feed him, but is not one to come up for a scratch.
Perhaps because my dogs tend to have skinny snake tails, or in Dobie’s case, a bob tail, I find Sam’s Great Pyrenees tail fascinating. It’s so expressive.
On high alert…
I’m watching you..
Don’t take my picture! (Sam does not like the sound of gun fire and, for some reason, he seems to associate me pointing a camera at him with guns. He always barks at me when I have my camera.
Having a chat with Stinky the buck
EGADS! What is that smell!!!!
This is the first time in awhile that I have fed for my neighbor during breeding season. I have tried to, but have not been able to, forget the smell of a buck. Stinky (not his real name) stinks! Years ago, one of Jennifer’s bucks needed a shot while I was feeding for her. No problem – he was a gentle guy. I did have to hold him against the fence with my knee. Not realizing at that time just how smelly bucks were, I went from feeding to the grocery store. In the closed environment of my car I got a good whiff, but wasn’t sure what the smell was. I stopped and checked all the fluids in my car – continued to the grocery store, bought groceries, stood in line to check out, smelled something bad – wondered what it was, noticed the funny look the cashier gave me, got home and realized….the smell was on my clothes from touching the buck!