Boone-My Anatolian Unicorn

[peteyfoozer]

Buttons are temporarily out of reach due to blatant abuse of the “want cookie” button. And “want ball” resulted in 20 min of unbearably loud squeaking.

Gizmo is the greediest, sneakiest, bossiest thing I ever saw. She’s so mean to Boone. It amazes me how patient he is and how he puts up with her. He does better than I do.

 

[peteyfoozer]

Boone, typical LGD, doesn’t like his feet touched. I have been working for a year trying to get him to cooperate with me for the dremel. As his nails continued to get longer and thicker I wasn’t having any success beyond letting him sniff it while running it and settling it against his leg but he wouldn’t allow me to do his foot. Finally, last night I had to resort to force. Randy pinned him on the bed while I did his LF foot. When we released him, we had a huge party and
lots of treats, praise and compliments.
Tonight I had to put on his e collar and pin him myself to do the right foot (Thats his hurt paw that I’m beginning to think I ran over with the wheelchair. I pray it is just badly bruised, not broken. He has a bad limp) He was upset with me but allowed me to do it.
I tried giving him hot dog slices for each nail (and lots of kisses, which he enjoys) but he refused them. He sullenly turned his head away from me while I carefully bent his paw back and held each nail still while using the dremel. They aren’t nearly as short as I would like but they are much improved and I am now going to do them weekly.
I finished his last nail, his tail gave a little wag, he turned his head back to me and he requested the hot dog bag.

We had another party. Fen and Gizmo were invited He’s strutting with a limp because he knows he’s a really good boy. He quickly wore himself out as the experience was very stressful for him. I think it will be better next time ( next week)

Nails and the gravel road are his kryptonite. He’s overcoming both!

 

[Baymule]

I love Boone. He is such a bundle of love and personality in a dog suit.

 

[peteyfoozer]

A rare glimpse of the Full bellied Boonie.
He’s been chewing on bones for 2 days and had a freezebone for dessert.
Stick a fork in him..he’s done.

 

[Baymule]

Boone is such a beautiful dog.

 

[peteyfoozer]

I suspect that Gizmo was poorly treated before I got her. She does have her problems and we’re working on them, but she’s very overly submissive and her general demeanor is one of caution. She wants to snuggle and be close but she’s very tentative when she climbs up and when I tell her, she’s a good girl she looks away like she doesn’t believe it. It’s heartbreaking to think about this little dog ever being abused but there’s so many red flags I’m just glad she’s here now. She wanted a bandanna so I pulled them all out and she chose the color. It wouldn’t have been my choice, but it was hers and she’s happy and she thinks she’s Beautiful.

Her ears disappear when she looks at me

 

[fuzzi]

Caleb cringes at raised voices, and still occasionally ducks his head when a hand approaches. Deep men's voices spook him, too.

People suck.

 

[peteyfoozer]

Caleb cringes at raised voices, and still occasionally ducks his head when a hand approaches. Deep men's voices spook him, too.

People suck.
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People definitely suck. Dogs are the purest things on earth. I just can’t even wrap my mind around anybody abusing one.

 

[Baymule]

Gizmo's ears disappear because her face is so full of love for you. There just isn't room for ears in that picture.

She looks so pleased with her bandanna.

 

[peteyfoozer]

Gizmo is going to vet tomorrow to see if she has a UTI. I never owned a bitch before so I don’t know what to expect but she’s checking her own hoo-ha as much as the boys do, so might as well rule it out.
She’s incredibly demanding and bosses me around constantly. She climbs in my lap the squirms around to present her belly then growls at me until I rub it. She does the same thing, jumping in the bed WAY too early in the morning, flops on my pillow behind my head and growls at me. Then she drapes herself across my body, still growling until I do her bidding. If that doesn’t work, she gets the super loud squeaky ball and plays it in my ear until I can’t take anymore.
I’m pretty sure she sharpens her talons at night. We aren’t allowed to cut or dremel them. We even bought a little suit and Randy welded a bar we could hang her from so we had a sporting chance. We didn’t. I’m not sure how she was able to overcome us because she was just a blur but we were both bleeding at the end and her claws were still intact. She’s only 30 lb but she whupped us both.

I can’t imagine why she kept being sent back to the dog pound…

She chose a nicer color today.

Meanwhile, Boone proceeded to lay down and moan at me for 20 minutes non stop. Idk what his problem is. There aren’t enough cookies in the world to satisfy that boy. I may have to set up an outdoor hunt and hide something good enough he can’t find it for a while just to give me a break, but I’ll still have to contend with her!