So, today we went to the Pony Pasture to see if the doggies wanted to swim. I'm pretty sure that Pickles likes the water and to swim but Nea.........not so much. We went to the Pony Pasture late in the evening and there were a fair amount of people there which surprised me. Out of the car and down to the river we went. First, were walked along the gravel path and down to a little clearing then into the water. Nea jumped right in then stood there! I think she really didn't know what she was doing and when she figured it out she froze. But then, she walked around a bit and seemed to enjoy herself............until..........she stepped in a hole and had to swim for it and she was a pretty good swimmer! She was a natural! The only problem is that I was scared that Nea wouldn't swim and I went to get her and I almost fell in! I was up to my knees and that wasn't a problem but then I almost fell. The water felt great but I had my phone in my pocket and since I'm not independently wealthy, I decided I didn't want to drown my phone!
We got out and walked further down the patch to another clearing and got in the water again but this time, no one fell in. As we were leaving, along came a Schnauzer NOT on his lead! Nea did fine with him but where was the owner? Well, apparently, around the bend of the trail. We walked along then the owner called the Schnauzer and he went away. Remember that we were in a city park and there is an ordinance that says all dogs will be on a leash at all times. Hmmm........
Walking down the path further, Nea and Pickles saw the lightning bugs. "Dad! What's that!?" Nea said. "Those are lightning bugs, Nea. Their butts flash with that greenish light" "Dad" Pickles yelled, "they're freaking me out!" "It's okay, guys. There's nothing to be afraid of" I said. "Okay, Daddy." We walked a bit further and when we turned back, they saw the deer! "Dad!! What's that!? It looks like a big, tall dog!" "Pickles, that's a deer.!" "Oh" said Pickles, "that scared me!" "Dad! There are those lightning butts again!" "Nea, they're not lightning butts, they're lightning bugs!" I said. "Well, whoever named them, named them wrong!" Nea said. "I'll make a note of that, Nea." "Hey, Dad? Does my butt light up when I'm not looking at it? You know, like those lightning butts?" "No, Nea, you're butt does not light up!" Wow! The stuff that those guys think is just too funny!
We continued on and the rest of the walk was uneventful as there were no more deer and Nea knew what lightning bugs were and was secure that her butt didn't light up! We headed back to the car and on home. Those guys had a great time at the park and they like to ride in the car so a good day was had by all!
The adventures of Pickles, Nea, Piglet and Opal! Our Deaf Bully Bunch!
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sorry Polar. We Failed You.
As you can guess, Polar did not make it through her ordeal. She was killed by Chesterfield County last week after a "thorough" investigation. Uh huh. The outcome in this case was a forgone conclusion and there was no way to change it but I had to try.
I say Polar was killed because she was. By all public accounts, this incident was a tragic, unfortunate accident. Even the medical examiner said the death of the child was accidental but that didn't matter. In their press release, the Chesterfield County Police Department said that Polar was euthanized but let's consider the word "euthanasia" for a moment, shall we? Wikipedia defines it as:
I say Polar was killed because she was. By all public accounts, this incident was a tragic, unfortunate accident. Even the medical examiner said the death of the child was accidental but that didn't matter. In their press release, the Chesterfield County Police Department said that Polar was euthanized but let's consider the word "euthanasia" for a moment, shall we? Wikipedia defines it as:
[Animal euthanasia (from the Greek meaning "good death")] is the act of putting to death painlessly or allowing to die, as by withholding extreme medical measures, an animal suffering from an incurable, esp. a painful, disease or condition. Euthanasia methods are designed to cause minimal pain and distress. Euthanasia is distinct from animal slaughter and pest control, which are performed for purposes other than an act of mercy, although in some cases the killing procedure is the same. In domesticated animals, this process is commonly referred to by euphemisms such as "lay down", "put down", "put to sleep", "destroyed", or "put out of its/his/her misery".
I don't know if anyone knows, because I didn't until later, that Polar had hip dysplasia and had one hip corrected. She was in pain and on pain medication for the other hip. There was no indication that Polar was in enough pain or discomfort that she should have been "put down". This was revealed just a few days before Polar was killed. Again, I say killed and that is what I mean. Polar did not meet the conditions that would would have led to her being put down humanely. So let's consider, for a moment, why she was "put down". Was she put down because she was vicious? Well, according to the Virginia Code Polar did meet the definition of a vicious dog. This section says that if a companion animal causes the death of a human then it is vicious and should be put down and that a judge orders the animal to be put down. Okay, that's the code and I see the Commonwealth's point but let's consider a few facts. One, there is no evidence that the child was mauled. The child suffered one bite to the head that caused cerebral edema that caused death. [Note: Only in passing am I going to mention that the child was taken to Chippenham Medical Center and not the area's level one trauma center, VCU Medical Center.] Two, there is no evidence that this matter was ever taken before a judge for a hearing so the judge could decide whether or not Polar should be put down. For those of you that may not know, there is such a thing as "case law" in the Commonwealth. The judge, after hearing all of the facts, could have decided that Polar was a dangerous dog which is a lesser degree of dangerous animal and all of the provisions of that code section could have been followed and Polar could have lived her life in a caring and loving home. Three, there was no evidence that Polar ever bit a person before this incident. In the human criminal court system, a person's criminal history or lack thereof, is considered before sentence is imposed. Polar did not have this luxury. Polar had no one to speak for her in front of a judge because the case didn't get there. I would like to believe that if a judge heard the case, there may have been a different outcome. At the very least, there would have been an "independent trier of the facts" to hear the merits of both sides.
A good friend explained to me that if you owned a dog you could take that animal, healthy or not, to a vet and have the animal put down! Companion animals are property and can be disposed of at any time. Herein lies another problem...Polar's owners signed her over to Chesterfield County and based on my previous sentence, you can see the problem. Since Chesterfield County owned Polar, they could put her down at any time WITHOUT having to take the case in front of a judge. But you would like to think that since Polar was such a high profile case, the County would have taken the case in front of a judge thereby adding legitimacy in their decision to put her down but there is no evidence that they did that and if they did, there was no court date made public so that anyone with a dissenting opinion could have been heard.
We had a deaf dog rescue willing to sponsor us as a foster, under their insurance, for Polar. This agency contacted Chesterfield Police and Animal Control and told them that but it made no difference. Hundreds of emails and snail mails were sent but that made no difference. Hundreds of phone calls were made and that made no difference and I begin to wonder...what would have made a difference?
I'm sorry Polar but the very human race that worked so hard to save you in the first place let you down this time. Please wait for us at Rainbow Bridge where we'll meet and play for all time.
I don't know if anyone knows, because I didn't until later, that Polar had hip dysplasia and had one hip corrected. She was in pain and on pain medication for the other hip. There was no indication that Polar was in enough pain or discomfort that she should have been "put down". This was revealed just a few days before Polar was killed. Again, I say killed and that is what I mean. Polar did not meet the conditions that would would have led to her being put down humanely. So let's consider, for a moment, why she was "put down". Was she put down because she was vicious? Well, according to the Virginia Code Polar did meet the definition of a vicious dog. This section says that if a companion animal causes the death of a human then it is vicious and should be put down and that a judge orders the animal to be put down. Okay, that's the code and I see the Commonwealth's point but let's consider a few facts. One, there is no evidence that the child was mauled. The child suffered one bite to the head that caused cerebral edema that caused death. [Note: Only in passing am I going to mention that the child was taken to Chippenham Medical Center and not the area's level one trauma center, VCU Medical Center.] Two, there is no evidence that this matter was ever taken before a judge for a hearing so the judge could decide whether or not Polar should be put down. For those of you that may not know, there is such a thing as "case law" in the Commonwealth. The judge, after hearing all of the facts, could have decided that Polar was a dangerous dog which is a lesser degree of dangerous animal and all of the provisions of that code section could have been followed and Polar could have lived her life in a caring and loving home. Three, there was no evidence that Polar ever bit a person before this incident. In the human criminal court system, a person's criminal history or lack thereof, is considered before sentence is imposed. Polar did not have this luxury. Polar had no one to speak for her in front of a judge because the case didn't get there. I would like to believe that if a judge heard the case, there may have been a different outcome. At the very least, there would have been an "independent trier of the facts" to hear the merits of both sides.
A good friend explained to me that if you owned a dog you could take that animal, healthy or not, to a vet and have the animal put down! Companion animals are property and can be disposed of at any time. Herein lies another problem...Polar's owners signed her over to Chesterfield County and based on my previous sentence, you can see the problem. Since Chesterfield County owned Polar, they could put her down at any time WITHOUT having to take the case in front of a judge. But you would like to think that since Polar was such a high profile case, the County would have taken the case in front of a judge thereby adding legitimacy in their decision to put her down but there is no evidence that they did that and if they did, there was no court date made public so that anyone with a dissenting opinion could have been heard.
We had a deaf dog rescue willing to sponsor us as a foster, under their insurance, for Polar. This agency contacted Chesterfield Police and Animal Control and told them that but it made no difference. Hundreds of emails and snail mails were sent but that made no difference. Hundreds of phone calls were made and that made no difference and I begin to wonder...what would have made a difference?
I'm sorry Polar but the very human race that worked so hard to save you in the first place let you down this time. Please wait for us at Rainbow Bridge where we'll meet and play for all time.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saving Polar
Okay, there has been a lot of information out there about Polar and the efforts to save her and I've been bad about blogging about it. First of all, to all 1300 or so friends on the Save Polar Facebook page: Thank you so much for your support and efforts to save Polar. People have written the governor, attorney general, police chief, sheriff, animal control and everyone in between in efforts to save her. Others have made phone calls, most that went unanswered or the response is "it is still under investigation" which is okay.
On July 1, 2011, Donna made the Save Polar Facebook page and in five hours we had six friends. While all of this was going on I was at work and Donna (my wife and not the other one) told me she set up this Facebook page to save Polar. She was in tears on the phone and said, "please don't let them put her down! She doesn't deserve this! You have to fix this!" Now, I have been a police officer more than half of my life and I operate in crisis mode. I don't do too well in day-to-day stuff like going to the store, paying bills and whatnot but I'm extremely effective in crisis mode and THIS was crisis mode! And besides, I cannot stand to see my wife cry. If you know Donna, you know she doesn't cry so when she does, I take notice. When I got home that night, I started to cross post the "Save Polar" Facebook page on every deaf dog, pitbull rescue and any other dog Facebook page I could find! And everything took off! Monday was a holiday and on Tuesday I spoke to a friend who was able to get in contact with WRIC and an interview was set up. Catherine Hawley, from WRIC 8, interviewed Donna (although she didn't like it) at our house and that story aired on Tuesday night. I then got emails from Lisa of AngelDogs, based out of California, who spays/neuters dogs and is starting a rescue for deaffies and Katrina from D2Care who rescues deaffies and offers support to deaf dog owners. I know the Great Architect has sent these two women to me and Polar!
Later in the week, a friend (Donna Armstrong) said, "hey! Let's have a candlelight vigil for Polar." As much as I didn't want to do this, I knew we needed to do it. Starting on Tuesday and going through Thursday evening, just before the vigil, we knew that Polar was going to be put down on Friday even though I was told by Chesterfield Animal Control that nothing would happen until Friday, July 15. As you can imagine, I was really pissed, hurt, mad and whatever other emotion you want to assign to my feelings. How dare they put her down! At this time, there was no information from the medical examiner and the police were not talking about the investigation. There is no way I could let this happen! Lisa and Katrina invited me to the deaf dog Yahoo group and they posted all of this information on that group and then posted it everywhere! At the vigil I was interviewed by Yvette Yeon of NBC12 and Angela Pellerano of WTVR 6 and the interviews went well. Angela told me that night that Chesterfield had postponed the PTS (put to sleep) date to an unknown date. As you can imagine, I was beside myself with joy and was in tears. During the vigil, I read the below story:
There was not a dry eye in the group! I found this story when I found Pickles and I cried. Now, for all of you calling me names that I won't post here, if I hear it from your mouth, I will beat you until there is only goo left! Since then, this whole thing as exploded! Polar has had three news stories on local channels and two national.
Maddie, our Mastiff, brought Pickles and Nea to us and I can feel her leaning against me (Mastiffs like to lean on people) when I get tired or feel like I'm ready to give up. I know Maddie is standing at Rainbow Bridge and is so proud.
As of today, we have 1398 fans and the page is growing every day! The most important thing is that Polar is safe for now but we can't give up yet. We need to keep the pressure on everyone and every agency that can make a difference. We really want Polar to live with us but as long as she's safe, I really don't care where she lives. All of this has come from one single statement made by Donna: "You have to fix this!"
On July 1, 2011, Donna made the Save Polar Facebook page and in five hours we had six friends. While all of this was going on I was at work and Donna (my wife and not the other one) told me she set up this Facebook page to save Polar. She was in tears on the phone and said, "please don't let them put her down! She doesn't deserve this! You have to fix this!" Now, I have been a police officer more than half of my life and I operate in crisis mode. I don't do too well in day-to-day stuff like going to the store, paying bills and whatnot but I'm extremely effective in crisis mode and THIS was crisis mode! And besides, I cannot stand to see my wife cry. If you know Donna, you know she doesn't cry so when she does, I take notice. When I got home that night, I started to cross post the "Save Polar" Facebook page on every deaf dog, pitbull rescue and any other dog Facebook page I could find! And everything took off! Monday was a holiday and on Tuesday I spoke to a friend who was able to get in contact with WRIC and an interview was set up. Catherine Hawley, from WRIC 8, interviewed Donna (although she didn't like it) at our house and that story aired on Tuesday night. I then got emails from Lisa of AngelDogs, based out of California, who spays/neuters dogs and is starting a rescue for deaffies and Katrina from D2Care who rescues deaffies and offers support to deaf dog owners. I know the Great Architect has sent these two women to me and Polar!
Later in the week, a friend (Donna Armstrong) said, "hey! Let's have a candlelight vigil for Polar." As much as I didn't want to do this, I knew we needed to do it. Starting on Tuesday and going through Thursday evening, just before the vigil, we knew that Polar was going to be put down on Friday even though I was told by Chesterfield Animal Control that nothing would happen until Friday, July 15. As you can imagine, I was really pissed, hurt, mad and whatever other emotion you want to assign to my feelings. How dare they put her down! At this time, there was no information from the medical examiner and the police were not talking about the investigation. There is no way I could let this happen! Lisa and Katrina invited me to the deaf dog Yahoo group and they posted all of this information on that group and then posted it everywhere! At the vigil I was interviewed by Yvette Yeon of NBC12 and Angela Pellerano of WTVR 6 and the interviews went well. Angela told me that night that Chesterfield had postponed the PTS (put to sleep) date to an unknown date. As you can imagine, I was beside myself with joy and was in tears. During the vigil, I read the below story:
Did you see me today? As you rushed past to the kennel with the five darling little pups - seven people already there, rescues lined up to save - Did you see me today? Did you see my eyes filled with hurt and torture - ten years of neglect and pain fro...m my life in the back yard, on a chain... Did you see me today? Did you hear the cries my heart made? Three days ago was my tenth birthday and almost ten years ago I was in that same kennel you rushed to today. I was a darling little puppy that everyone wanted... that got too big, too fast...and was sent to live on a chain in the backyard - too cold in the winter and too hot in the summer, barely a kind word spoken... I begged for attention that never came,got tossed food most days, begged for just a drink of water on too hot days, my throat parched and hurting. My dirty matted coat my only protection from the heat and cold, rain and snow ALWAYS NEEDING No one saw me then either. Then I got too messy, my cries for attention too loud ... I just got too damn old. No one saw me, and they brought me here to die. That kennel you rushed to had six puppies then... They dropped me off and took one from there to fill my spot on that rusty chain in the backyard, And I wonder... who is worse off - me or him? I still have so much love in my heart, so much to share... Did you see me today? For a brief moment you stopped, and I thought our eyes met. Was the smell of helpless death too strong for you, my pleas for help too loud? Did you see me today? Will you go home, close your eyes in slumber and recall the haunting look I gave... Will you recall what was not seen today? With the sunrise will you rush back to see? I will not be here then. Today, when the doors are locked I will never be seen again... Did you see me today?
There was not a dry eye in the group! I found this story when I found Pickles and I cried. Now, for all of you calling me names that I won't post here, if I hear it from your mouth, I will beat you until there is only goo left! Since then, this whole thing as exploded! Polar has had three news stories on local channels and two national.
Maddie, our Mastiff, brought Pickles and Nea to us and I can feel her leaning against me (Mastiffs like to lean on people) when I get tired or feel like I'm ready to give up. I know Maddie is standing at Rainbow Bridge and is so proud.
As of today, we have 1398 fans and the page is growing every day! The most important thing is that Polar is safe for now but we can't give up yet. We need to keep the pressure on everyone and every agency that can make a difference. We really want Polar to live with us but as long as she's safe, I really don't care where she lives. All of this has come from one single statement made by Donna: "You have to fix this!"
Friday, July 1, 2011
Save Polar
Polar is an American Bulldog mix that is deaf and lives in Chesterfield County, VA., On Wednesday, June 30, 2011, a family, including a six month old child, from Washington State were visiting other family members where Polar lived. From the news accounts, it was lunch time and the six month old child was left on the floor while the adults went into the kitchen. Polar made a "noise" and when the family returned to the room, the baby had blood on it. The child later died at a local hospital. My heart aches for the family of the child and my prayers and thoughts are with them as they grieve. But, as a deaf dog advocate, my thoughts now turn to Polar. What will become of her? At this time, she is in the care of Chesterfield County Animal Control and her fate is uncertain. I'm sure there is a certain portion of the population that wants to put Polar to sleep and they have a right to their opinion. I have spent the last 24 years with the police department and eight years in the United States Air Force defending opinions that I did not like or agree with so they can say what they want. The owners have already surrendered her and I can completely understand why they would do that and I will defend their decision as well. I believe Polar needs to be given another chance! From a report on WRIC Polar came form a line of abusive homes and was thought to have found her forever home with her family. But now, who knows what will happen to Polar.
I have discussed the matter with my wife, Donna, and if it is at all possible, we would like to adopt Polar. If you're reading this, you already know we have two Deaffies so we know how to care for them. We have the time and patience it would take to take on this task.
Please support us as we try to adopt Polar or at least keep them from putting her to sleep.
As you can see, she is beautiful! Don't let her last days be in a cold shelter with no one that loves her!
Monday, June 20, 2011
Company
We had company over the weekend in the form of two little fuzzballs, Ace and Koda! They were Golden Retriever mixes that belong to my son's fiance, Liz. At first I was worried because we were going to have four dogs in the house and two were puppies and they could hear but, as it turned out, there was no need for worry.
The pups arrived in the early afternoon and Pickles and Nea were sleeping (it was time for their afternoon nap). We had the pups in the kitchen and got Pickles up from her nap first. Pickles came to the kitchen, saw the pups and was very happy. She sniffed them and started to play with them right away! Nea came next and, seeing the pups, was happy. They were all smelling each other and it was going pretty good so we all went outside. This is when the fun began!
The were jumping on each other and having a great time! No one got mad, there was no growling or teeth showing; just a lot of kisses and playing. They chased each other around the yard and just had a good time. The pups were holding their own with Pickles and Nea who were being very gentle. It seemed as if Pickles and Nea knew the pups couldn't play rough so they didn't.
The pups were very well behaved and only went potty in the house a couple of times which was really good. They all ate dinner at the same time, in different places, and then played some more before bed. Pickles and Nea went to bed at their usual time but the pups stayed up late, as appears to be the usual for them. Everyone slept good that night!
Saturday morning, Pickles got up before the pups and was looking for them but they were still asleep and it was quite funny. Pickles didn't eat much breakfast because she was looking all about for the pups so Nea got some extra breakfast!
The pups left later that night, after Zach's graduation. All in all, everyone was well behaved and had a great time!
The pups arrived in the early afternoon and Pickles and Nea were sleeping (it was time for their afternoon nap). We had the pups in the kitchen and got Pickles up from her nap first. Pickles came to the kitchen, saw the pups and was very happy. She sniffed them and started to play with them right away! Nea came next and, seeing the pups, was happy. They were all smelling each other and it was going pretty good so we all went outside. This is when the fun began!
The were jumping on each other and having a great time! No one got mad, there was no growling or teeth showing; just a lot of kisses and playing. They chased each other around the yard and just had a good time. The pups were holding their own with Pickles and Nea who were being very gentle. It seemed as if Pickles and Nea knew the pups couldn't play rough so they didn't.
The pups were very well behaved and only went potty in the house a couple of times which was really good. They all ate dinner at the same time, in different places, and then played some more before bed. Pickles and Nea went to bed at their usual time but the pups stayed up late, as appears to be the usual for them. Everyone slept good that night!
Saturday morning, Pickles got up before the pups and was looking for them but they were still asleep and it was quite funny. Pickles didn't eat much breakfast because she was looking all about for the pups so Nea got some extra breakfast!
The pups left later that night, after Zach's graduation. All in all, everyone was well behaved and had a great time!
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Here's Patrick!
Patrick is at the Richmond SPCA and is waiting to become your forever friend! Patrick is deaf but knows some sign language, has been neutered and is really cute. Deaffies are the best pets. I have two females otherwise he would already be in my house! If you go see him and adopt him, please let me know. I'll be glad to help you with anything you need when it comes to Deaffies!
Heeeeeeeerrrrr'sssss Patrick!
Heeeeeeeerrrrr'sssss Patrick!
Walking Two Dogs!
Well, Momma is sick and not feeling good so I was a quiet as I could be and got the pups up by myself this morning for their (and my) walk. Take off the cover and open Pickles' crate and I have to wake her up as she is sound asleep. Get it? Sound asleep! I crack me up! Anyway, she's happy to see me and she runs right to Nea's crate and bumps it so when I uncover her crate, she's awake. Now Nea gets out and it's like they never saw each other, or me, before. Jumping about and whatnot. We head downstairs and those two are joined at the hip, as usual. Once in the kitchen, it's more jumping about and then outside to potty. We get our chill out treats then time for the leashes.
When I grab the leashes, Nea automatically sits and looks up at me but Pickles...there's no sitting there. She's jumping about and acting a fool and Nea just looks are her! Nea must have been chained or strangled as a puppy or had a collar that was too tight because she hates anything that goes over her head. She looks away, tucks her ears and tail and generally avoids it but she walks so well on the leash. Pickles, on the other hand, once she calms down doesn't mind the collar that goes on over her head. So, we get that done; I set the alarm, lock the door and off we go.
I'm thinking, "hmmm, this is going to be a logistical nightmare! Those two can't be side-by-side without playing so how's this going to work?" I put Pickles' leash in my left hand and Nea's in my right but I put them both on my left side (just like we've always walked) and off we go. To the end of the alley, no problem. Across the street, no problem. Turn the corner...problem. Squirrel! "Look, Daddy! Squirrel" Nea yells. "I see, Nea, but he doesn't want to play with you" I tell her. "Sure he does, Daddy!" "Okay", I said "we'll see." And as soon as we got within 20 feet up the tree he goes and Nea looks at me like she lost her best friend. "I tried to tell you, Nea." "Why didn't he want to play, Daddy? I won't hurt him." "I know that but he doesn't and since you don't speak squirrel or he dog, you can't talk to each other."
So far, so good. Then they start switching places. Nea on the outside and Pickles on the inside. Then they change. Then again. And again. Soon, I have two tangled dogs and a pink and black mess in my hands (that would be the leashes. Nea's is black and Pickles' is pink. We couldn't use blue because that was Maddie's color and I don't like red.) So I decide to separate them with Pickles on the left and Nea on the right and this worked great! I thought they would try to get to each other or Nea would be confused because we always walked her on the left but nope! They were great!
We went down to the park and had puppy free time then around the park and back home. I was really impressed with the way they walked their first time together with only one person walking them.
Deaffies are the best!
When I grab the leashes, Nea automatically sits and looks up at me but Pickles...there's no sitting there. She's jumping about and acting a fool and Nea just looks are her! Nea must have been chained or strangled as a puppy or had a collar that was too tight because she hates anything that goes over her head. She looks away, tucks her ears and tail and generally avoids it but she walks so well on the leash. Pickles, on the other hand, once she calms down doesn't mind the collar that goes on over her head. So, we get that done; I set the alarm, lock the door and off we go.
I'm thinking, "hmmm, this is going to be a logistical nightmare! Those two can't be side-by-side without playing so how's this going to work?" I put Pickles' leash in my left hand and Nea's in my right but I put them both on my left side (just like we've always walked) and off we go. To the end of the alley, no problem. Across the street, no problem. Turn the corner...problem. Squirrel! "Look, Daddy! Squirrel" Nea yells. "I see, Nea, but he doesn't want to play with you" I tell her. "Sure he does, Daddy!" "Okay", I said "we'll see." And as soon as we got within 20 feet up the tree he goes and Nea looks at me like she lost her best friend. "I tried to tell you, Nea." "Why didn't he want to play, Daddy? I won't hurt him." "I know that but he doesn't and since you don't speak squirrel or he dog, you can't talk to each other."
So far, so good. Then they start switching places. Nea on the outside and Pickles on the inside. Then they change. Then again. And again. Soon, I have two tangled dogs and a pink and black mess in my hands (that would be the leashes. Nea's is black and Pickles' is pink. We couldn't use blue because that was Maddie's color and I don't like red.) So I decide to separate them with Pickles on the left and Nea on the right and this worked great! I thought they would try to get to each other or Nea would be confused because we always walked her on the left but nope! They were great!
We went down to the park and had puppy free time then around the park and back home. I was really impressed with the way they walked their first time together with only one person walking them.
Deaffies are the best!
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