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Puppy Tales
Life with wolfhounds is filled with adventure!
Here are stories to give you a sampling of the hilarity that can ensue.
Bowling for Reindeer
It was at a large all-breed show held at the Toronto SkyDome... Quynn (CanAmCh.Wolfhavens Mighty Quynn) had taken the Breed and Donita and he were in the Hound Group ring. The Group ring was HUGE which was wonderful because Quynn really liked to go. The ring had those lengths of mats around the perimeter and one length across the middle. Behind the crossing length in the middle was a really lovely display of poinsettias and large wooden reindeer (this is just before Christmas). Looked really nice... at least until Donita went around the ring....
 See, the problem was that although the mats were nice and "grippy", the concrete floor everywhere else was almost like an ice rink - especially if you're wearing your oldest, most favourite pair of boots that don't have any soles left. See where this is going?
Well, Quynn made the half-dozen or so cut in group and then the judge asked the handlers to take them around, one by one, just halfway - across the middle mats. Donita, being the good owner she is, made sure that Quynn was able to gait on the mats, which left her on the concrete. When it came time to turn the corner to move across the middle, Donita cornered, but Quynn continued on straight! No contest between Quynn and Donita - Donita's feet went out from under her and she did a full-body slide into the poinsettias and reindeer. Amazingly, she stopped millimeters short of the biggest reindeer.
Quynn, who was now loose in the ring, calmly walked over to Donita and looked down at her as if to say, "Whatcha doin' down there, Mom?" They took home Group 1st.
The Apple that Ticked Off Kayak
Kayak provided an interesting editorial comment on Susan's cooking... It was mid-afternoon and time for mid-afternoon apple snack, so when Susan enthusiastically presented the scrubbed and rosy apples, 5 year old Rowan gleefully took his to the living room and lay down to devour. Six month old Kayak looked at Susan, looked at the offered apple (it wasn't quartered!), and turned his head away - obviously disappointed in Susan.
So, chastened, Susan bit out a small piece of the apple to tempt him, which he deigned to ingest. He still wouldn't take the rest of the whole apple.
Susan placed the apple down on the kitchen floor, in front of his crate, and walked a few steps away.
Kayak sat there for a few minutes looking off into space... looked at the apple on the floor... craned his head back to look at Susan (who was pretending to ignore him)... walked over to the apple, picked it up in his front teeth and THREW it into his crate.
He watched it in there on top of his blanket for a while, then proceeded to furiously "dig" it and the blanket out of the crate and into the middle of the kitchen.
Once there, he energetically nested the blanket into a puffy, round bed with the apple showcased in the centre. He stopped. Stood over the apple. And urinated.
Susan now knows to present Kayak's apples quartered, not whole!
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