Candy has a tendency to run over things in his way. Mostly he runs over Merlin or my feet. I have usually excused it as he doesn't know how wide his back wheels make him.
However, I recently noticed that when the baby gate is leaning partway into the doorway, narrowing the opening, Candy can judge PERFECTLY whether or not he will fit through, wheels and all. He is afraid of the gate crashing to the ground and will not try it if there isn't room to pass through. So he KNOWS how much room those wheels need, he just doesn't mind running over Merlin's legs or my feet, and he does mind knocking down the baby gate.
Maybe I need to crash the gate to the ground the next time he runs over feet.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Candy is the big 1-0!
Candy is ten today! Six years in his cart, and he's the healthiest dog I have. When they line up for pills, he gets plain peanut butter while everyone else gets drugs.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
The Fun Police
Candy likes a toy now and then, but he really does NOT like anyone else to play. Frapping, playing with toys, you name it, he has to bust it up. "Okay, you guys, knock it off, move along." Jack has the bunny toy (the wild-looking bunny) and Candy takes it and plays surreptiticiously with it, but when Jack sees him Candy barks "Back off, this is not a toy, I'm taking care of it!"
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