I have always thought people who write about their pets are starting on a path that eventually leads to living in secure accommodation with 24-hour care and all sharp objects removed. Sorry Hugh and Tejaswi. However, I was trying to come up with ideas for my blog so I made the mistake of asking my twelve-year-old and he insisted I write about our dog. So here it is my first step into ending up living in the home for distressed bloggers.
We have a collie mix, no idea what he’s mixed with. We got him as a rescue dog from the nice people at the dog’s trust. He wasn’t the dog we were supposed to have. We had been allocated a dog called Elmo but at the last minute they discovered he had physiatric issues and they wanted him to see a physiatrist before re-homing him (I’m not making this up!) So instead we got Spike who is a very odd dog indeed.
He has issues with food, he’s not keen on dog food, well I don’t blame him there. He likes cat food but loves our food. To save us the trouble of offering him our food he just takes it if you turn your back. He is my constant companion in the kitten waiting for me to drop something, which to be fair is a regular occurrence. When we are eating he gets as close as he can, waiting for a lapse in consecration. Should there be any left overs he guards them like the crown jewels, he has even been known to growl at the boys in case they were thinking of taking it. They don’t, if it’s not had the taste processed out of it my kids will not touch it, but that another story.
Most dogs love walking; Spike is no exception apart from he never wants to play when out. We have tempted him with a variety of toys, from tennis balls to Frisbee’s but pointedly ignores them. However, when back in the flat is very keen to play despite the lack of space wants to chase balls and plays tug of war.
And finally there is the cat Kipper, normally when dogs and cats live under the same roof then tend to tolerate and mainly ignore each other, not Spike. Despite four years of open aggression from our cat he stills try to get her to play with him, chasing the poor moggie down the corridor at any available opportunity.