I can think of a few things that Tucker has destroyed that I just couldn’t figure out WHY!?? My bottle of thyroid medication (which resulted in an overnight stay at the vet), my daughter’s contact lenses, and the “only certain parts” of underwear. (some of you may know what I mean here…what the heck is THAT all about?)
“I have a 15 month old English Golden Retriever named Bodhe. He is my My Boo Bear, my Monster, also known as “Hey A$$hole” (my husband’s usual choice), or the Furry Garbage Can. He is my little Prince Joffrey, if you will.* He is our pride and joy and our weapon of mass destruction. My boy has a special talent of destroying the evidence of his kills by ingesting it. All of it.
This includes the squeaker, the stuffing, the thread, the buttons, and even the fuzzy outer shell. My house is a virtual graveyard of dog toys from Christmas’ past.
“This toy is a 10 on the dog-proof toy scale!”
“Oh really?” I say to the apparent heir to Cesar Milan’s dynasty at my local pet supply, “Because the last indestructible toy was drawn, quartered and gutted in the time it took me to throw out the packaging!”
Yeah, so until the thing is actually Honey Badger proof, I am going to stick with the rope toy from Target’s dollar bin.
Bodhe is a medieval master of dismemberment, and it truly is a site to behold. Unlike my little Eskimo dog Tahoe, he has no strategy or finesse. Tahoe is the surgeon and Bodhe, the savage. He tears at his prey with the same tenacity of a kid opening the biggest present under the Christmas Tree. All while happily swallowing the evidence only to show up 24 hours later in the front yard as poop art.
List of conquests:
Two dog beds- and one hanging on for dear life by duct tape.
Tuffy Dog (a #9 out of 10 on the indestructible scale) shark, and Ring. Both were destroyed within one hour.
Single-doggedly committed a genocide of the menagerie of plush toys, including all of Tahoe’s.
3 hair clips and countless hair ties
A kitchen “chip clip” which was discovered as a large chunk of bright blue plastic in his poop art.
Book of matches (this morning’s conquest while I took a 3 min shower)
One tube of Blistex, two Zambeezi lip balms and a $15 tube of Muriad lip gloss
A partially identified beloved Christmas ornament
Two welcome mats and the underside of the living room rug
What can only be described as ” The entire bulb of garlic incident”.
A Keirig K Cup of Medium roast coffee followed by the longest night of our lives.
A kitchen corner full of spackling compound to replace the original corner that he ate in the first place)
An entire roll of toilet paper
Cement-like mud that had to be hand scraped off the roof of his mouth while on a hike.
All the leaves that fell of our 2 front yard trees this fall…and I mean every single one of them.
Various important shopping receipts and the reason I still possess a really stinky lotion from Bath & Body Works.
A pair of apple ear buds
Approximately 10 – 40 pairs of socks. Is there a blood test to detect toxic levels of cotton available?But who’s counting right?He is never to be trusted. Ever. He spends any unsupervised time in a fortress of metal with two locks to contain his thirst for search and destroy missions. Our game plan to avoid these ingestions includes a daily full security sweep of the house for any suspicious items that would make the secret service look like Keystone Cops. Somehow he always finds a nugget either in the form of a discarded cotton swab or paper clip.My hope is that one day he will outgrow this obsession and get a hobby like vacuuming (is there a scholarship out there for ultimate fetch?) In the mean time, I would suggest buying stock in a Gold Toe brand socks because I’m predicting a major spike in sales this second quarter.
* this will make total sense to any Game of Thrones fan.”
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What is the strangest, or most costly thing your dog/dogs have destroyed?
If you live in an area where there is snow in the winter, you may have an idea of what I mean. When the weather turns warm, and the snow starts to melt, all kinds of new smells come to life for your dog. Perhaps they also sense our mood changing with the new season. Whatever the reason, every dog I’ve owned has experienced “spring fever”.
My last golden, Logan, who never wandered far on our unfenced acre, would catch a scent and be gone for hours. My dad and I would circle the concession road, and eventually he would come running the the vehicle, covered in mud and smiling from ear to ear.
Tucker likes to dart around with the zoomies for what seems like a lifetime and then roll around in the grass. Mind you, he does the same thing in the snow, but he has a fenced yard, so doesn’t have the opportunity to go on a forbidden adventure.
Even older dogs have a tendancy to get an extra “spring” in their step (pun intended) when the buds start to form on the trees.
I have to admit, Tucker has been more of a challenge than my previous dogs (except for a male alaskan malamute) He is very dominant and I am pretty good at keeping him in check. He has never shown aggression meeting another dog, and has never growled or snapped. I can take a raw beef bone from his hands and stick my hand in his food bowl. He hasn’t had a lot of exposure to young children, and when he did he approached them with a little too much “zest”
I managed to capture Tucker making his “killer face” tonight. (bared teeth, crinkled up nose) At first I thought it was cute and was trying to teach him to smile, but as you can see, he actually sort of snapped at my finger, even though he didn’t bite hard.
On our last visit to the vet, when the vet reached for Tucker’s head, he made this face. Needless to say, the vet immediately went for the muzzle. Tucker took it well, and it was removed before the end of the exam. I told him Tucker sometimes makes this face while we are playing. The vet set he couldn’t take the risk. I told him I didn’t blame him one bit. I think it had something to do with the high strung vet tech who tried to weigh Tucker and backed him in a corner and he peed on the scale. She continued to try and force him on the scale and you could tell he was avoiding the pee and not wanting to step in it. I eagerly offered to clean up the pee and told her he wouldn’t get on the scale like that. She shoved us into the exam room and told me we were “holding up progress” This made me both irate and embarrassed, and our visit had not started off on a good note. I’m not making excuses, but the place was literally packed and I think it was a bit much, even for Tucker. I ended up crying on the way home and thinking that I was a failure in terms of having an obedient, well trained dog. (When I have a treat in my hand Tucker is actually extremely smart and obedient!)
I am curious as to your thoughts golden experts! Is this a sign of aggression? If so, any suggestions on correcting this behavior?
When we go for walks, we either take Tucker in the car to the trails to run off leash or take him to the local school yard to run and catch the ball. Sometimes the start of the walk is a little stressful, because he pulls, but after he has had his run, Tucker is the perfect gentleman on leash.
When I owned Malamutes, we always used the “Gentle Leader” which, I believe, we called “The Halti” at the time. I always felt it looked like the dog was muzzled, and I am not alone in this. It almost seems like you are accepting defeat, and in order to exercise your dog, you must do what you have to do. I don’t condemn this. I just don’t want to have to result to it. I am fairly stubborn and assertive, (mixed with lots of love) and know how to stop dead in my tracks and change direction etc. Tucker is a bit of a challenge. He is very exuberant. He wants to check out everything. There is also the prong collar I still have hanging on my hook by the front door, but with Tucker’s extreme need to explore everything (he is still a baby) I would never bring myself to use it on him. There is a time and place for prong collars, but this is not it.
So, In order to look like the perfect dog person in my neighborhood, (people must think we never walk our dog because we do it late at night or drive him to the trails) do I result to the Gentle Leader to mingle with the other folks? Do I wait about 6 more months when I know he will be able to deal a little better?
What are your thoughts on such a beautiful, gentle and friendly breed using the gentle leader?
Here is a video of a golden puppy trying to get used to his Gentle Leader. Is this torture? Or not? I think once they get used to putting it on, and know what the end result is, they will wear it with pride. I still can’t bring myself to do it!
Goldens are quite often known for making a purring or soft snoring sound when they are being rubbed or petted in their favorite spots. I’m sure other breeds do this as well, but I think it’s very common in goldens!
Becky White is a dog walker in Toronto who has a lot of experience with golden retrievers. Her blog DogsTwentyFourSeven chronicles her experiences as a dog walker. In her popular post “Golden Retrievers and Their DNA” she writes:
“I have found Golden Retrievers have a unique way of communicating when wanting something. The majority I have grown to love will draw in with their breath to make a sound in their throats to grab a human’s attention. Often it is two or three short repeated noises in a row and it seems to be when they are in a sitting position. They adore being patted and this sound I think is a technique they use to communicate “keep the patting/stroking coming. I love it!” I think very similar to a cat purring.”
Check out this cute puppy demonstrating….”you are not a cat” !!!
Does your dog purr? Have you heard of this before?
So apparently the dog is shy. Goldens are known to have excellent bite inhibition, and this probably could have been a lot worse. Hopefully it doesn’t leave a scar! (and the dog’s issues can be resolved!) The actor is traveling to Japan in the near future to film a commercial, and will conceal his injury with makeup.
According to Karen Wild, a well known dog behaviorist in the UK, “Dogs understand certain sounds as inherently calming and to ensure the story would work, it was created using scientific evidence based on research of the canine mind and their sense of hearing.” Wild contributed to the creation of the book.
It is recommended that you read in a tone as if “talking to a two-year-old child, as if the child is rather shy” .
It’s also apparently most effective when played for your golden numerous times.
Here is the audiobook in it’s entirety, narrated by Simon Callow. Hope your furry friends like it! I’ve already played it once for Tucker. Why not???!!!