First of all:
A very happy new year to all of you.
It’s been a while, I know, but Pandora the Wolfdog is behaving so good that there’s nothing to tell.
Well actually, she is becoming a great girl. The frustrations are getting smaller, and you shouldn’t think it was possible, but the enjoyment is getting bigger.
The winter came early this year.
Last winter was long and hard, this time it began even earlier. In the end of November.
It’s tough for people, but great for a little wolf.
Pandora loves the snow, but this year the temperatures has been falling to -18 degrees Celsius ( – 65 degrees Fahrenheit). The cold made Pandora limb.
First we thought it was the salt used on the roads to melt ice and snow, but even in the snowy meadow she had problems. It froze her feet and she didn’t know which foot to lift from the ground. Paw wax didn’t help either.
Now we are all getting used to the cold and she doesn’t limb any more.
For those of you, who have read this blog for a while, know that Pandora has been a little afraid of children.
In December we went visiting some friends with small children.
Pandora spend the whole night trying to make them interested in her. None of these children were used to dogs, so we had to keep an extra eye on Pandora, but she was very good and kind.
Also this new-year eve, she spend the night playing with a little girl and her dog, and licking a small 1-year old boy in the face.
And concerning the fireworks:
She didn’t notice a t all.
We went out around midnight and had a fantastic view to the fireworks in the horizon. Pandora couldn’t care less.
She is now 1,5 years old and she is getting more and more elegant.
The way she moves is so fascinating. She never walks, she dances.
Occasionally she has a nervous period, lasting a week or so. In this time she gets afraid if anyone raises their voice. Then she needs to be petted and caressed.
Two days later, she won’t react to the same thing, at all.
She still has not been in heat.
Pandora fears nothing, except the broom, the vacuum cleaner and the fan heater.
She doesn’t fear the lawnmower, the hair dryer or the car trailer!
I’m always feel indifferent talking about animal intelligence as humans measure intelligence in their own (stupid) way. If a whale can’t divide 264 in four it’s not intelligent. I wonder how intelligent humans would seem to be if the whales judged us based on our ability navigate via sonar.
Anyway, the measuring of a dogs intelligence is based on the ability to understand movements, for instance.
If you drop a ball on a table, the ‘smart’ dog will know that it lands on the table. The less smart dog will look under the table expecting the ball to fall through.
The smart dog doesn’t expect the dogs on TV to appear behind the TV screen as they leave the picture.
If you roll a ball under a sofa, the smart dog will run to the other side of the sofa to reach the ball. The less smart dog will only try to reach the ball from the side where it disappeared.
Pandora, well, she goes to the other side of the sofa all right, but if she cannot reach the ball she moves the sofa.
I think it’s smart, but a little annoying when she redecorates the entire living room when she’s alone.
Because og the snow we havn’t been training in the club for about 5 weeks. But it doesn’t mean we don’t train.
I have made one deal with myself: I will NEVER take a walk with Pandora without havng goodies with me.
And it has help. She has improved very much when it comes to the call back-exercise.
I still cannot compete with other dogs or a potential quarry like a dove or a hare.
But at all other times, she’ll come back when I call and she’ll get at gooooood goddie. The goodies are changed every week to stay interesting.
And it works.
She is developing more and more personality.
Like when she is waiting for my husband or me, or sees a car coming into the entrance, she’ll stand on her hind legs looking out of the window.
She has gotten at crazy liking for tooth paste. In the evening as we brush our teeth, she’s standing on the hind legs, observing the sink if any tooth paste should drip from our tooth brushes.
Human tooth paste isn’t good for dogs.
And why on earth does she like strong peppermint but hates ALL vegetables and fruits?
She still gets a whole lot of compliments and her facial expressions are so clear and sweet.
I guess she must be one of the most loved dogs in the world.
Every time we pass by her on the floor or on the sofa, she gets a kiss, a pat or a tummy rub.
As we make dinner she sits in the middle of the kitchen floor and we constantly have to walk around her to get from the stove to the sink, to the freezer to the table. But it’s okay, we just take the extra detour and every time she gets a little pat on the head.
That is what love is all about 🙂