One of the dangers of getting an uncommon dog (with a long name) is that I spend a lot of time explaining my dog to total strangers and friends alike. I love that people are interested and want more information, but it is funny -- my responses all become rote after a while:
"He will be a little smaller than a golden or a lab."
"He was bred to duck hunt in the cold waters of Canada."
"He's a little reserved at first, but then he's a love bunny."
"I saw one on a farm in Delaware and fell in love."
Oh, and yes, apparently he loves to sit BEHIND the couch cushions.
Then, in the course of doggie discussions it comes up that we are feeding Rusty raw. And again my answers are becoming stock:
"A dog's digestive tract is much shorter than humans, the bacteria won't harm them."
"Chicken bones - if RAW - are just fine, even healthy, for a dog. Just not cooked ones, they splinter too easily."
"Yes it is a little more expensive, but not as bad as you might think."
"Poop = 1/2 of regular dog food."
"Benefits are super shiny coat and sparkling teeth."
"Poop = 1/2 of regular dog food." (I cannot stress that one enough)
Clean from the bath (notice I am a little worse for the wear)
Clean from the bath (notice I am a little worse for the wear)
Yes, he enjoys taking his toys, one by one, out of the basket, then moves on to any stray shoes, and spreads them out all over the house.
Circle of Biting
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