“Woe is me, my life is at an end! I cannot take another so where we going today? Dog park? I really wanna go to Death! I await your sweet caress to carry me beyond this veil of or maybe the forest? I really like the forest, lots of trees. Let’s go to the light! The light calls to me, and I must go! Remember me well, my companions!”
Human: Time to turnaround and head back home guys. Dog: Nope
Maybe Vet is that way. Smart doggie. Built in GPS.
Yep, that was my first thought. Reminded me of the time I was walking along behind a woman with her cocker spaniel, and he just looked so happy, prancing along and looking up at her adoringly. It was about 5:00 p.m., and I was thinking she probably just got home from work and he’s all happy about being reunited and going for a walk and BOOM. Just like that, his butt hit the pavement. He sat so abruptly that she kept going a couple steps and almost took the collar right over his head.
They were at the vet’s office. She tried sweet-talking him, but he was having None. Of. It. (Yeah, I stopped to watch. So did a few other people.) She ended up having to pick him up and carry him in.
Yeah, when Ricky doesn’t want to move, there is no moving him. Only 6-1/2 pounds, but that low center of gravity is very effective. Of course, I’m not sure which one of us is really winning when I pick him up …
Once I was in the vet’s office, and a couple had their Rottweiler there. When it was time for him to go back to the examining room, he simply refused to budge. He was BIG–picking him up wouldn’t be an easy option. So they ended up sliding him. The woman got in front and pulled on the leash, and the man stooped behind and pushed. The dog continued to sit bolt upright the whole time. I like to imagine there were claw marks all the way down the hall . . . .
LOL!!!!!
Reminds me of hippo Fiona and her ramp!
Me when agoraphobia kicks in!
I used to walk the neighbor’s Great Dane, Samantha. What a sweetie. We went on a longer hike once and we were just about all the way back down the mountain, when she’d had enough. Sat down right in the middle of the path. Everyone just had to go around her until she was ready to move again.
I remember as a teen babysitting this little girl. She was past the age of strollers but still under 4 years old. It was summer and we went for a walk. When we got to the base of a hill, she just sat down on the curb and wouldn’t move. I had to carry her up the hill. I wonder if dogs learn that from kids or vise versa?
The pony I had as a kid did the same thing. If I tried to ride her in the winter, she would just lie down. (The only surprising part is that she didn’t do the same thing year round.)
You had a PONY as a kid??????????
Yes indeed! A Shetland pony. Way too smart for her own good (or for OUR own good, anyway). Learned to do every bad thing you wouldn’t want her to know how to do: open the gate, turn on the water (but not turn it off–well, she probably COULD, but she DIDN’T), unzip my dad’s jacket to get at the carrots he tucked inside, ‘test’ the electric fence to figure out whether it was on or off (that came in handy since one of her favorite hobbies was running away), throw you off (with minimal effort, of course–never bucking, just making a sudden jump to one side). She was as bad as she wanted to be, and I loved her, and we still love to repeat funny stories about her 40 years later.
(Or was that just a Seinfeld reference and this is way too much information?)
I also had a 3/4 Arabian (1/4 Welsh), who was lovely and sweet as could be and, fortunately, not nearly as smart as that rotten pony. I loved him too but there are hardly any funny stories about him, because he was a good boy.
Like the bumper sticker says – “Well-behaved ponies seldom make history.” She sounds like she was a trip – I can totally picture her antics 😀
One way doggie.
I’m looking at this video, and it may have been a hot day there. Everyone has shorts, t-shirts, and tank tops on. Some of the men weren’t even wearing shirts. The dog looked a bit older and a little overweight; maybe it was struggling in the heat. When it flopped down and didn’t want to keep going, maybe it was because it felt unwell. Some dogs really suffer in the heat, and it is better to walk them in the cool of the morning or evening. So in this case, I don’t find the video funny. I think the dog was trying to give its owner a message – I don’t feel well enough to keep walking. I’m feeling too hot, exhausted, and sick.
Take care,
Erin
But . . . surely it isn’t hotter going to the left than it is going to the right?
No, I don’t think it was hotter in one direction than the other. Perhaps he walked briefly in one direction because home was that way, and he thought they were headed home. His human probably wanted to keep going, and thus was trying to trick him so that the dog would keep moving. That’s my guess. I also imagine that this has happened before on their walks. The human does not look surprised. I feel sad for the dog.
Take care,
Erin
I don’t know. My sister’s bullmastiff used to drop to the sidewalk ten feet from the apartment building door on the way out for his walk, and do a great imitation of poor, put-upon dog. People would come up to her and say “can’t you see he’s exhausted/hot/tired?” No, he wasn’t, just stubborn.
And my mom’s bullmastiff will just sit down in the middle of the street and refuse to go down a certain block. Dogs have mind of their own, and sometimes it doesn’t involve walking
Aha! Juno! Perhaps the hot beach is in one direction not the other ….. and stop calling me Shirley! 😀
I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.
I’d buy that for a dollar! 😀
I see your dollar, and raise you a quarter !