as well we know, and much we love, this is ernie.

No concept of ergonomics
he's laying in what appears to be an uncomfortable position (poor spinal alignment, jinked up paw under his face, etc.) after he very thoughtfully performed his legendary turn-down service for me.

he's a medium/large doggers, and he would love nothing more than to eat kids, cats, squirrels, and other dogs. in fact, all the neighborhood kids have stopped cutting through my yard because they're a-scared of him. he has actually a rather nasty side where these sorts of creatures are concerned.

but he's an enormous sissyhead. he's afraid of paper (if a sheet falls, say, off of a coffee table), cardboard boxes, and just fallingness in general. i've got quite a history of falling down stairs. if i am ever navigating stairs with ernie and i fall, he winds up afraid of both me (the faller) and the stairs (the things that instigated the falling). sucks, because almost everywhere we've lived has had stairs outside the door.

sissyboypet is also afraid of the dark. yes, you read that right. part of it might be situational - he had a horrrrrrrible kennel experience in florida when he was really young (among other things, they were turning the hose on him in his kennel - rendering him a sissyboy, afraid of water, fences, hoses, and strangers) which was followed by a long car trip and a resulting move into a new house (altogether too many changes at once). the other part of it is because he's a freak. sad to say, but true.

things he has destroyed because i have neglected to leave a light on: a pillow, his bed, even cowgirls get the blues (luckily, i hated that book, so no big loss), and $6 in singles.

today, i had to work from 7:30 - 5:30 and go to class from 6 - 9. knowing i'd likely be out of the house from 6:45 am - 9:30 pm, i had my dog walker come by in the afternoon, take him for a walk, give him a potty break, and feed him dinner. i forgot to tell her to leave the light on when she left.

and he tried to destroy his all-time favorite toy after the sun went down.
kong destruction 002kong destruction 001
(he didn't succeed completely because it's a kong which is the best dog toy ever)


jay are Wednesday, March 29, 2006 1:12:00 am  

look how innocent he looks in that picture, tho. Probably somebody broke it and messed up the toy. I'm SURE it wasn't that innocent, sweet pup.

Monstee Wednesday, March 29, 2006 6:16:00 am  

Poor thing... he got a case of the frets and reverted to his happy place.
"Just keep chewing... just keep chewing..."

mariama Wednesday, March 29, 2006 8:20:00 am  

one of the other things ernie would like to destroy would be mariama.

littlegoat Wednesday, March 29, 2006 9:52:00 am  

I cannot believe he did that to a kong. That's some serious release of stress. Poor lil boy. I'm sorry about the kennel. *hangs head*

heatherfeather Wednesday, March 29, 2006 11:22:00 am  

littlegoat - you didn't know, your sister didn't know. if nothing else, they introduced us to dog ice cream!

mariama - sadly, he's never at his best right after a car ride. at least he did much better when he saw you again in california. he's never forgiven my aunt after meeting her after driving from CA to denver.

littlegoat Wednesday, March 29, 2006 11:33:00 am  

mmmmmmm. Doggie ice cream. Lanie and Daisy enjoy it far more often than they probably should. In addition to Frosty Paws, I have found another that has a pretty wide variety of doggie flavors: Dogsters. I hope I don't make them too fat.

Ivar Wednesday, March 29, 2006 1:05:00 pm  

i am happy.

dog toys named after monkeys.

that is very good.

Rob Saturday, April 01, 2006 12:13:00 pm  

Poor pooch...hey, if he feels the need to eat children, there are a few on my street noone wold miss..heehee and be careful on those stairs...

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