Moz and I were finally taken back to the Wild today. We have been imprisoned in nice warm soft beds ever since the Disappearance of the Humans, followed by the Eternal Presence of Humans. Those were (and still are) some of the best months of my life: spending cold mornings curled up on a beanbag/someone’s bed/the old mattress we were given, especially when the beanbag was in front of the heater, with the Givers of Food and Belly Rubs always around. But it is still amazing to get out to the streets now, and now we can go into the Wild too!
FIRST WALK IN THE NATURE RESERVE! Yes! We haven’t been there since before the latest Disappearance of the Humans, before the start of the Eternal Presence of Humans. It was as exiting, if not more, than the First Walk in the streets after the Eternal Presence. (I’m not sure if I would say the Eternal Presence is over, but it’s not Eternal at the house, so I don’t care.)
This might seem a little cruel, but Marshall (1 eighth Bluetick, seven eighths Foxhound, looks like a Bluetick) was never hurt.
Some time this week we took the dogs for a walk while I rode my bike. We do this often, because Marshall can easily keep up (Chloë, the basset, just goes around the block). This time, my dad (the only on who can hold him) did something we’ve always wanted to teach Marshall to do with us: ride a bike
Just some lockdown pictures and random bits of information of and about the dogs – Chloë the Basset Hound and Marshall the exactly one-eighth Bluetick Coonhound (raccoon hound) and 7 eighths pure foxhound who looks exactly like a Bluetick.
First walk in centuries! These people never take me out these days!
The moment they picked up the leads I knew it – the days of oppression are over! First thing out the gate – sniff the other side of it. Haven’t smelt (smelled?) that cubic centimetre in forever
Nothing much new happening with our puppy. He has found a fascination with beds, and is not getting the message that he’s not allowed on them. He has no trouble finding a comfy place to lie with his long legs. I am trying to teach him to leave a treat on his head, later to move to his nose
Chloë the basset hound has really benefited from playing with Marshall the Fast. sprinting around the garden trying to keep up with him has made her the fittest and fastest basset I have ever known. If you feel her very carefully you can feel her ribs! This does not mean we need to feed her more, it is a good thing and a sign of health. We sometimes walk her and Marshall around the block and I always time Chloë. She used to take about 22 minutes and her record was 19 minutes, but recently she crushed that time with an amazing-for-a-basset 11:53!🙄
He has learnt to wait for his food while I put it down, even if I step away. We have used a choke chain while walking (don’t worry, we do not hurt him. The trick is for him to learn to respond to the sound of the chain and realize that when he’s wearing it, it’s not time for tug-of-war), and he doesn’t pull so much. His socializing is going well
He’s got the hand signals and verbal commands for sit, wait, down and up. He can go quite well from ‘down’ to ‘stand’ or ‘sit’. If anyone says ‘find it’, he puts his nose to the ground and hunts madly, and when he finds a trail, he will follow it. To exercise him I occasionally place jumps on bricks. I can normally get him to do two jumps about four bricks high
Marshall, the puppy, has got ‘sit’, ‘down’ (lie down), and ‘leave it’ (but only things on the ground)
He jumps up on tables a lot, and pulls on a leash.