I just got back from a walk and got asked THE question we're talking about. What kind of dog is that? I said German Shepherd. I got the arched eyebrow and Maggie got the once over. (Did I really need to say "white"? I was in a bit of a hurry and the white part should be obvious) Next time, I'll go for the arctic timber wolf...

While I miss having a place with sidewalks to walk my dogs....something about a nice on leash walk to bond and work on distractions and all...I so don't miss the people!
I was walking the Bullmastiff in my sig in a downtown art fair once....was asked to leave by a local cop but he had just let in an Akita ahead of me. I asked how come since the akita visited at the same place Basher and I went every week for therapy visits....the guy told the cop it was a service dog. I knew it wasn't it wasn't even a pleasant therapy dog...but the guy walked with a cane so that was that.

I don't mind people asking, it's the response I get from THEM if I tell them what LJ probably is... pit bull mix. I also ask people what kind of dog there's is, but I'm in tune to the answer I get. Sometimes they want to brag about the dog, sometimes they blow me off. If a dog approaches me wanting to be petted, as many do, I always ask first before touching.

Just for giggles, I'm having LJ DNA tested. A former classmate has been involved in labelling the purebreds and occasionally likes to verify mixed breeds when a vet is near certain of at least one dominant breed present. We shall see...

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Just for giggles, I'm having LJ DNA tested. A former classmate has been involved in labelling the purebreds and occasionally likes to verify mixed breeds when a vet is near certain of at least one dominant breed present. We shall see...

From what I've heard about those tests, you might end up with a schnauzer/pointer cross....

Doug and I took Falcon into Colonial Williamsburg today, and it was pretty crowded due to the beautiful weather. Plus, a LOT of dogs everywhere.

We saw a couple with another GSD walking toward us with a very friendly looking dog which turned out to be 9 months old. The dog was pulling the very small woman along - he was on one of the extend-a-leash things. I put Falcon in a sit but they kept coming so I asked them to please stop - my dog was friendly but I don't let him meet strange dogs. She did stop a distance away and we spoke about our dogs for a minute.

All the sudden I realized she had a clicker in her hand and when she would tell the dog to do something she was clicking away on that clicker. No treats, no rewards, just "Come on, lets go, click, click, click - good dog!"

Doug and I just looked at each other and chuckled. I momentarily thought of asking her what method that was and how it worked just to hear her explanation, but figured she wouldn't want to get advice from a stranger any more than I would, so we just let it go. Something told me she missed the whole "charge the marker" chapter...

Click click. Good girl, Barbara. Click.

I would not have been able to hold my tongue.

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Click click. Good girl, Barbara. Click.

It's click, chocolate, click, chocolate ....

I confess that I still have the urge to click like a machine gun when my dog does something great. Great big fits of clicking. I know better, but...

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Just for giggles, I'm having LJ DNA tested. A former classmate has been involved in labelling the purebreds and occasionally likes to verify mixed breeds when a vet is near certain of at least one dominant breed present. We shall see...

From what I've heard about those tests, you might end up with a schnauzer/pointer cross....

Alrighty, then I'll have my answer. "He's 32% Schnauzer, 12% German Shorthair Pointer, 6% Daschund, 48% Labrador, and 2% they couldn't identify - that's where he gets his green eyes."