I like getting Tinker something to play with and at the same time something edible. This is because he has a tendency to really chew stuff and swallow.
I have my slippers and a number of paper to attest to that.
Another reason I indulge in providing him and Rebel such chew toys is because they get so busy they forget to be their rumbustious selves for a short while. And that is bliss for me.
No monster who thinks they's still puppy sizes where they can leap at you and expect you to catch them. Take it from me. A 32 kg dog leaping from the first landing of the stairs straight at you is painful. Initially it was scary as hell. A few times, it get's normal in a way, but the pain doesn't.
I want to get those really huge bones I saw when I was in Manila. I think I would get one when I go there next month. Maybe it would buy me a few days of bliss.
I think Tinker is a little insane.
This is a photo of him sleeping...belly up. I too wonder what the hell he dreams about when I see him sleeping this way.
I know he has his moments of confusion. Sometimes he thinks he's a husky and emulates Rebel's love of the AC.
However despite his shortcomings that people even my family has been nagging me about, I love my dog. And for those who has alot to say on how I should train him, let me see you do it first and tell me if it's easy.
Despite being a loud, slightly disturbed dog, I love that Tinker tried to greet me every morning and when I come home to the apartment.
Here he is when I got out of the bathroom. Still guarding even when his humans are home.
See them laying there all pretty? Only when they're asking for something. Conniving brats!
This is the monsters waiting for dinner.
This is the typical occurrence at home. Both monsters would play after eating, before eating, before their walk, after their walk...every bloody waking moment unless they are sleeping.
As much as my mother would like to have more decor in our apartment, living with these two monsters makes it not possible.
Sometimes the monsters would actually stay still for a few minutes (bliss) and just watch everyone.
Tinker has a habit of lying down on the landing and watch us or Rebel in the living room.
I remember the second time my parents met him. They were able to get in the apartment but couldn't get past the stairs. Tinker was barking like crazy, which woke me up (and not my phone ringing when my father called me to help out).
Tinker was a few weeks with us then, and he was still slightly underweight for his age. Pretty damn proud he would protect our home despite being small and even though it was my parents he was barking at.
The monsters in the living room. Pensively waiting for their night walk. This was taken right after they had their dinner and they know they're going for a walk after.
I am not a good trainer for our dogs, I do not have the patience to be very good at it. However, I am thankful that despite Tinker's phobia and issues with strangers and kids, he's good at guarding the house. I just can't walk him like we do with Rebel.
I have to take him out at night when everyone's asleep least he chases after people or anyone on a bike. My buddy is turning out to be rather strong and heavy.
We don't go to the main road. He's afraid of cars.
He runs and walks around the small dirt road in our apartment and plays with the small dogs on the neighborhood despite the fact that they hate him.
This is why i hate my neighbors. Hypocrites and a bunch of abusive assholes. No. I have not and have no plans to forgive that guy who threw a firecracker at my dog, just cause he thought Tinker was the stray dog who tries to bite him every time he walks by. You are the reason my dog has a phobia sad the reason he's rabid with strangers.
One night in jail was not enough in my book.
I am forever thankful that Tinker isn't into taking out his frustrations on shoes. My sneakers and flats are safe.
Although he does have a tendency to use my shoes as pillows.
This is Tinker-is-busy mode, which is just fine for me. No, taking my clothes from the closet to use as a mat, no stealing my blanket, my slippers are safe from being chew toys. This is why I do invest to get him extra large edible chew toys. I am running out of slippers.
The usually turn up in my room after lunch...since my room is at the back of the apartment and not much sun comes in. And added the fact that they liked the AC or the electric fan turned on.
