“I’m totally ignoring you now.”
Some people never learn.
The Tweed Mad Teeth ™ Sequence
Part 1: Growl. Elicit kind-of-worried response from irritating Labrador
Part 2: Borrow your sister’s Mad Teeth ™
Part 3: Give intellectually-challenged Lab a few seconds for the warning to sink in
Part 4: Nail stupid Lab
I used to really get on my dogs for snarking at other dogs at the beach, I think because a decade of living with the very dog aggressive Briggs had conditioned me to expecting fights and holes. But now I let my dogs punish irritating dogs who chase them at the beach. I mean *I* find it annoying and rude when someone looses their big idiot retriever and lets it harass other dogs while they stand there smiling like an ineffectual and/or stoned lump on a log. I can’t imagine how irritating my dogs must find it, being they are the ones getting jumped on, barked at, chased down and run over by dogs twice their size. It always amazes me that the owners of the offending dogs stand there and do or say nothing – they don’t even seem to realize their dogs are bothering anyone, despite the Mad Teeth ™ flashing every few seconds.
So now I let my dogs correct the offenders however they like, as they seem to do it fairly. Big or small, if you chase my dogs enough times, they will eventually tell you to piss off. Like these Berners, that were very sweet and cute:
But they also liked to tag-team other dogs. Tweed decided to put an end to that game.
And don’t expect any slack just because you happen to be The Woo.
You’ll still get served:
Speaking of Woo … at the beach today, someone replaced him with Vampire Wootie:
I think he may have been enraged because this dog out-Flamboyanced ™ him. I mean really – the white dog’s Flamboyance ™ is bigger than all of Woo. See the look of total disgust on his face?
It didn’t help that today was the First Annual Border Collie Roll-Off.
First Woo had a go.
The Tweed stepped it up a notch with some fancy footwork.
But our friend Cooper brought home the gold.
He just really put a lot of heart into his routine.
Mr. Woo hates to lose. So he consoled himself by killing a very small puppy*.
Once again, I was forced to engage in a My Super Old Dog Is Older Than Your Super Old Dog contest today. As usual, I won.