Dogs. When I was growing up even in the 90’s, dogs weren’t not meant to be in the house. “Dogs are meant to be outside”. All of my dogs were outside. If one was severely injured, we put it down with the double barrel.
Today, I snuggle with a sheppit (half Pitt half German shep) also best dog I’ve ever owned. If you need a new one, it’s the most intelligent, sweet, and defensive dogs you’ll ever have. The Pitt part of them is a Velcro dog, they stay right with you everywhere in the house. Outside it’s go go gadget Sheppard. They’re patrolling the outside perimeter. Intelligence off the map. Learns new words in 24 hours. Opens my fridge and brings me sprite when I’m not near the kitchen.
I went off the rails there but yes the dog thing is my biggest change from growing up 80’s 90’s. I do believe Americans have lost their minds a little bit with the dogs, that’s another difference in the eras. To me personally the dog people have really lost reality to a large degree. Dogs are not more important than people no matter how much you care about them. I know people that will tell you they love their dog as their child even as much as their children. To me that’s almost inpatient style mental. But that would be the biggest change to me. I love my dog and they’re wonderful creatures no doubt put her by God for us. But my dog would starve before a homeless man I’ve never met. Sorry
I keep my dog in the back room with a baby gate. Sheds to much to be running around. But kind of funny story on how people are about dogs now.. I live in a typical small town neighborhood.
As I said my dog stays inside and sometimes I feel bad that he doesn't get to go outside as much as he should since I work a lot of hours. My town is extremely strict on the dog leash stuff. Kind of weird imo because I grew up in the country and I'm just not used to it. I get it tho some people have mean dogs and they can't just run around.
So last week I went to rural
King and bought a cable for him to run around outside without me having to stand there with him...anyway the first time I ever put him on this cable and tried to give him some fresh air and semi freedom the dude got off not even ten minutes in. I went outside and he was gone. No dog no cable. So he is running around town with a 40 ft cable dragging behind him.
I spend all week looking for him and endless times telling the kids he is gone without trying to make them upset. I told them he is probably running around with the deer out in the fields or something. Anything I could to make it seem less likely he was dead or gone forever.
I had been checking the Facebook page for the pound all week but nothing. I finally happened to check a different page two days ago and what do you know there he is. First post on the page is him at the pound with the title saying I'm in jail my people come get me out.
So I messaged the lady and she was instantly defensive and kind of rude. She made me prove it was my dog which is fine I reckon I had no problem with that part but what was funny is...she was pissed off because I guess she thought I had him tied up outside. She said the sheriff just made a post about bringing your dogs inside because of the heat. She didn't want to give me my dog back. I had to explain to her that he had literally only been on it ten minutes and that was the first time ever. I'm not sure how he escaped but he was found a few streets over tangled up in somebody's tree.
I finally went and got him yesterday morning but boy did I have to kind of go at it with this pound lady. Just funny to me how people are about dogs these days. I've never had a inside dog. Never had a dog die from heat or anything. I know humans are turning into whimps but good grief animals can stand to be outside. It's not like it's been that hot this year anyway.
She sure made me feel like a shittee owner for a brief second. Ol *****
