Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat.

Theodore Roosevelt, The Strenuous Life

By , on September 18, 2011

Miscellaneous Comment

He is named Q2 (for Quimby II)

The veterinarian said my ACD will be a good dog. I take this to mean she well understands that this four month old pup isn’t good yet; the old negative pregnant. Of course, her assessment is correct. The dog is remarkable in many ways, and many of the good behaviors are quite surprising in a young dog. He comes to us reliably; he walks with us with or without a leash; he sits and lets us connect or disconnect the leash; and he can  successfully play a formal game of fetch, abiding by the commands: sit, stay, fetch, and give (me the ball). He is untied all day and doesn’t leave our property. He helps us move water and air hoses, and releases them with the command “give.”

But his bad habits are frustrating and taking a toll. He is destroying our drip irrigation piece by piece. He still jumps on us to greet us. And he loves to chew our Adirondack chairs. He also likes to herd us, nipping the back of our legs, then running in circles and barking with great energy, even right after a four-mile walk.

Despite the problems, which my wife and I are working on diligently, he actually is a good buddy.

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