Saturday, September 7, 2013
Dexter's Guide to Neighborhood Doggies
One of the good things about walking the same routes day in and day out is that you get to know all the neighborhood doggies. Most importantly, which ones are friends and which ones are foes.
There's a loop the loop near our house that can offer walkies of one half to one mile and is also the gateway to longer excursions through the neighborhood.
Momma and I carry a map in our heads of all the resident canines along with their rating from "run away" up to "seek out."
On the map below, our estate is located just to the right of the roadway called "Pleasant St." in the lower right hand corner. Mind you it is anything but "pleasant" and is actually a double line zoomie high traffic road that is also known by a number. Even though it has sidewalks (well, usually, but sometimes not in the winter), we aim to spend as little time as possible on it because there are frequent accidents.
Here's my color coding legend.
RED - High alert danger! If you see any of these doggies, run in the opposite direction no matter what.
YELLOW - Exercise caution. No meet and greet, but OK to pass on opposite sides of the road.
GREEN - Take it or leave it. Nice enough doggies that might be good for a butt sniff.
BLUE - Go out of your way for a visit. Great doggies with nice humans.
1 - Home of Coco, the Shiba Inu, my BFF. I love that little gal. We often see her on our evening walkies and our humans are kind enough to wait wherever they are so that we can greet each other and exchange kisses. If she is inside when I walk by her estate, she cries at the window for yours truly.
2 - Home of a gigantic and somewhat geriatric (name unknown) chocolate labradude. He's a good guy, but he walkies with his mom and dad and wee humans and told me that he'd prefer I stay on my side of the road.
3 - Vicious attack Golden Retriever dogs. Yes, you heard me right. Their owner is kind of odd, but he seems to like his two doggies well enough. They are usually behind a fence but sometimes they are out loose and they chase me and try to bitey me.
4 - We're now entering what Momma and I call "Danger Alley." You might wonder why we even walkie down this road at all, but you know, it's close, it's convenient, and damn it, it's MY neighborhood. That said, we exercise extreme caution. Anyway, we suspect the doggies in this house are no more in residence, but there were two scary GSDs living in the garage and sometimes out on walkies.
5 - Brady the reactive rottweiler. You know, he used to be a yellow doggie because his humans were training him, but now they have a human baby and the mom walkies him with the baby in a stroller and one time she even had him off leash. Brady wants to kill me.
6 - Another Coco. This one is a guy dog. He's a mixed heritage rescue doggie. I seem to recall that one of his master's customers just left him at the car repair (or construction, not sure) shop his dad owns and never came back. We like to say "hi" and do some competitive pee pee. No worries there. He is often loose in his yard and will run at me all "woof woof who the hell are you?" But I know he doesn't mean it. He had knee surgery last year, but is fully recovered and quite bouncy.
7 - Brother and sister Weimeraner doggies. They live behind an electric fence but one time they got loose out their front door and the big male tried to eat me. He had me pinned on the ground with his jaws around my labraneck when momma grabbed him by the scruff, lifted him off his feet and gave him a good shake. WOW! Go momma! You should have seen his tail go down and I think he even pee'd himself a little.
8 - Ollie the annoying baby black labradog. Momma says he should be blue since I always pull to get to his house, but that's only because Ollie's momma is usually packing liver treats. As for Ollie himself, I can take him or leave him.
9 - There isn't really a doggie living in this house, but sometimes a gigantic Boston Terrier has sleepovers when his firefighter dad (brother of one of the human residents) has an extended shift at the firehouse. We both like to puff up at each other, but it's just for show.
10 - Two little yip yip doggies, but one of them is a JRT which means you can't be too careful. Their humans are cool and know enough to cross the street. We pass each other on opposite sides with our humans yelling over to each other about the weather and whatnot and the yip yips snarling at the end of their strings. Me? I just ignore them. Not worth the effort.
11 - More yip yip doggies. In fact, this house is some sort of yip yip foster home, so the faces change, but the attitude doesn't.
12 - Last, but not least, the house of mystery. Momma says that someday we'll see this house on the front page of the paper (and not for anything good). There is something untoward going on here. The windows all have tinted glass, are never opened, and are usually covered with blackout curtains. The yard has a six foot stockade fence around it. When we walkie by we can hear ominous big scary dog growling and one time there was a hole in the fence and we actually saw a snooter. I don't know what kind of doggie it was. Might have been a wolverine. We've talked to their across the street neighbor who has lived there for five years and never seen nor met the people in the house of doom. The cars (usually shiny muscle cars) in the driveway change so somebody is coming and going and one time we thought we heard kids having a pool party, but it remains cloaked in secrets.
So there you have it! The map of the doggies.