Silly dog behavior...(please share!)

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by policemom on 07 June 2007 - 02:06

My Gunner doesn't do this anymore but a few months ago he discovered the motion sensor light at the base of the stairs outside. He would lay there and move his head to turn it on, move his head away, and as soon as it went out, move his head back to turn it on. One night he did this for 3 hours straight! Didn't get much sleep with the light going on and off but sure was funny to watch him doing it.

by VomFelsenHof on 07 June 2007 - 03:06

Thanks all for the awesome posts! It's good to read some silliness sometimes!

I know I would be lost without my furry munchkins. :)

-Melanie

by ladywolf45169 on 07 June 2007 - 12:06

I have tons of silly dog stories. However, I think the best was not actually from one of my GSD. Many, many years ago, my ex had a chocolate lab. "Coco" (go figure) had his own corner he would go to when he was in trouble. And yes, he would actually keep his nose in the corner! Every few minutes, he would turn his head and look at you, and my husband would just snap his fingers and point to the corner, and his nose would go right back there. Funniest thing I ever saw!!!

AS for the water, I can't even beging to count how many spriklers we've gone through with out GSDs! LOL I can't even have water hoses around because they chew them! :-(

by Sunsilver on 07 June 2007 - 21:06

Tasha was the GSD I'll never forget. Just as my first dog, Lilli Marlene, was losing her ablilty to walk due to ankylosing spondylitis in her spine, my room mate, Sharon, found her wandering the streets of Scarborough, and brought her home.She was 9 months old, and she turned the household upside-down.Within 2 days, she had figured out how to get into the broom closet where we stored the dog food. When I came home, she had hauled the bag into the middle of the floor, and was guarding it from the other 2 dogs, after having gorged herself.I bought a large rubbermaid bin and put the food in it. It took about a week, but she figured out how to get into that, too, and we had to start storing the food in the garage.Training her was not easy. Sometimes I felt I needed to hit her over the head with a 2x4, just to get her attention. (And sometimes I'd be tempted to do it, because she got me so darn MAD!!) You had to constantly be on your toes to out-think her. She was very alert and observant, but this made her easy to distract, too. You'd be trying to train an off-leash stay and recall, and suddenly, she'd spot that cat way down at the end of the yard, and just have to give chase. To her dying day, the one sure way to get her ears up was to whisper the 's' word: "Squirrel, Tasha, squirrel!!" Even if it was the middle of the night, she'd run to the window, and look out.Yes, she had a high prey drive, but the one time she did catch a young squirrel, which fell almost at her feet, my loud yell of "LEAVE IT!" was enough to make her hesitate, and let the squirrel escape. I was unsure of how she'd handle it when I resuced a litter of feral kittens born under our porch, and began bottle-raising them. I needn't have worried. Her mothering instinct kicked in, and all she wanted to do was lick them. She let them crawl all over her, and even stick their little heads inside her big ears, and lick her ears! When that got to be too much, she'd give a great big WOOOF! and the kittens would scatter in all directions. We kept 2 from that litter, and when we wanted to get them inside at night, Tasha would round them up for us. Within less than a minute of us having given her the command, she'd usually have one of the cornered under the hedge, or chased into the house. When the male, Flynn, got older, they'd play together. She'd take his whole body in her mouth, and chew on it, and he'd scratch at her face with all 4 paws (but the claws would be sheathed.) I'd sometimes mistakenly feel sorry for him, and grab her collar, and tell her to leave the cat alone. Flynn would just look up at me with his big, golden eyes as if to say: "Is there a problem here? I was enjoying the massage!"

by Sunsilver on 07 June 2007 - 21:06

Part II

She was one of those dogs that had to sniff EVERYTHING (never did break her of crotch sniffing) and she excelled at tracking, but, because she wasn't registerable, I never took her past the Level 1 course. She could run like the wind, and also would have excelled in agility. Unfortunately, I just didn't know enough about it at the time to realize I could compete in something like that by getting her the Canadian equivalent of the ILP. Every time she saw a children's jungle gym, her eyes would light up. I watched in astonishment one day as she trotted over a series of 4 tires, chained together about 4 inches off the ground, putting one paw inside each tire, just like a horse doing trotting poles! And yes, this was the first time she'd seen something like that!Her favourite toy was a stuffed panda bear. One day, I was removing wet laundry from the washer, and she came downstairs and gave me a look. I really couldn't figure out what she wanted, and when she refused my offer to let her outside, I shrugged and went back to the laundry. She lost interest and wandered away. The next batch of clothes I pulled out included Panda! (We had to wash him now and then, because he'd get so filthy.) I called her downstairs, and gave him to her. It turned out my husband had shown her Panda as he was put him in the machine! What a smart girl!She was still healthy and active until her 12th year, but after my husband passed away, she began to decline quite rapidly. When she died in her sleep at the age of 14, I buried her in the backyard with Panda Bear between her paws.

Favourite pictures: http://s14.photobucket.com/albums/a344/Sunsilver/?action=view&current=puppy2.jpg The Algonquin picture was taken on a hot, August day, at the peak of a very rugged climb, which was so steep in places we had to crawl on all fours. Tasha was 12 at the time, and getting arthritic. The trail had not been maintained for several years, and after about the 10th fallen tree trunk, she gave me this pitiful look: do I HAVE to jump this thing? I hadn't given her this command for about 5 years...I told her: "Tasha, go UNDER!" I repeated it twice, and the second time, she immediately dropped, and crawled under the log. Her alert expression in the photo is a result of my husband using the 's' word...

by gsdlova on 07 June 2007 - 22:06

I had a Pomeranian that had a spinning "problem" lol. We'd put her in an x-pen for a little while and walk away, she would soon be spinning in counter-clockwise circles with more "rotations" per minute than a car tire, lol it was very funny to watch. She would also go into frenzies occasionaly, sprinting laps around me or the coffee table (max. 3 laps lol) she would do it randomly on occasion, but it was pretty cute (and funny) each time.
~Lauren

by gsdlvr2 on 07 June 2007 - 22:06

One of mine [by adoption] had the darndest habit of chasing cue balls. He never chased the other ones,just the cue ball. Once he got hold of it,game over.I miss that dog, he was one of our avalanche rescue dogs.I will never forget the first time he dug me out of being buried under the snow.....that cold wet nose :}, what a welcome sight! Gosh ,I miss him! He was the reason I got into GSD's way back when.

by JGA on 07 June 2007 - 23:06

I enjoyed the Serengheti post. I have 2 feral cats that came here to live 12 years ago....picked a Geman Shepherd kennel to move in and take over (go figure). When the cats are on the porch the dogs walk by and 'don't see' them. They pretend the cats don't exist. BUT, if the cats are out in the field in front of the house, all Hell breaks loose! The dogs bark to let me know we are being stalked by Mountian Lions, and not to worry, they have the situation under control! Then the cats saunter up to the house and the magically are transformed into harmless cats again that the dogs ignore. They so enjoy the game. :-)

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