Roadies and dogs.
#128
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I call this picture "Dramatic Beagle."
The funny thing is, this totally captures her personality. She is very sweet but clingy and afraid of her own shadow.
The funny thing is, this totally captures her personality. She is very sweet but clingy and afraid of her own shadow.
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My girlfriend's dog Owen is a roadie, he loves to run with the bike. She has a long cruiser bike thats great for tethering him to when riding in the big city. He goes nuts when we air the tires.
Owen loves everyone (except the post person) and every dog. He's a bit neurotic when it comes to thunder or separation, but I really like him.
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Edit for clarification, the dog is not tethered to "the bike" as stated above, he's handled by the rider.
Owen is not just a bike dog, he's into other road things too, like riding in the MINI.
He likes to wrench in preparation for track days also.
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Owen loves everyone (except the post person) and every dog. He's a bit neurotic when it comes to thunder or separation, but I really like him.
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Edit for clarification, the dog is not tethered to "the bike" as stated above, he's handled by the rider.
Owen is not just a bike dog, he's into other road things too, like riding in the MINI.
He likes to wrench in preparation for track days also.
[IMG][/IMG]
--Edit--
Beat me to the punch.
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Good to see someone else who uses the seatbelt harness. My Mom was taking our two Kelpis to the vet one time when Keanna managed to step on the button controlling the window and Nikia jumped out... on the freeway!!! This caused the 101 to be shut down for 5 or 10 minutes while they searched for Nikia... who luckily only had a few scratches and was pretty shaken up. I met my wife a year later, and she showed me the harness she used for Indy, and I've sworn by them ever since. I always retell this story at the dog park whenever someone asks about what Indy is wearing.
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These should help with the crying part: https://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/40324
I know there's a compilation somewhere but i couldn't find it
I know there's a compilation somewhere but i couldn't find it
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Been wanting to post here for a while. Finally got some pics host-able.
Here's our boy, a shepherd/husky rescue from Georgia.
When we first got him:
And now:
And he loves the camera:
Here's our boy, a shepherd/husky rescue from Georgia.
When we first got him:
And now:
And he loves the camera:
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One night a few Julys ago, my shih-tzu and I were riding my motorcycle home when a gleam of chrome in a ditch caught my eye. A poor older guy had ridden his Harley-Davidson Road King off the asphalt and crashed into a ditch full of iceplant, and was attempting to wrestle this 700-pound motorcycle back up on the road by himself! I pulled over to help, but there were no streetlights, nor sidewalk and the traffic was still whizzing quickly by on the narrow road in the pitch-black night--no place for a dog. So I left her in her gas-tank seat on the bike to help the poor guy.
A car soon stopped and two more guys got out to help. The bike was heavy and the crushed iceplant was slicker than owl-poo, but we were making gradual progress. "1-2-3-HEAVE!, 1-2-3-HEAVE!..." and despite the traffic whizzing by, Angel remained steadfast and stalwart on my parked bike. I was anxious about the cars driving so closely past her, so every once in a while when we were catching our breath, I'd look in the direction of Angel on the bike and say aloud, "You stay! That's a good girl! You STAY right THERE!"
Angel fortunately never moved and we finally got that heavy Road King back up on its asphalt throne again. The panting Harley-man offerred us money, but none of us took it. I noticed his elbow was bleeding and asked, "You sure you're not hurt? You okay to ride home?" He suddenly stopped panting, looked at me very closely and said in a concerned tone, "No...thanks...I'll be fine, are YOU okay?"
That was a little odd, but it didn't dawn on me until we were down the road a mile or so when I looked down at Angel and realized: he couldn't see her on the bike in the darkness and therefore he thought I was talking to my motorcycle.
"You stay! That's a good girl! You STAY right THERE!"
A car soon stopped and two more guys got out to help. The bike was heavy and the crushed iceplant was slicker than owl-poo, but we were making gradual progress. "1-2-3-HEAVE!, 1-2-3-HEAVE!..." and despite the traffic whizzing by, Angel remained steadfast and stalwart on my parked bike. I was anxious about the cars driving so closely past her, so every once in a while when we were catching our breath, I'd look in the direction of Angel on the bike and say aloud, "You stay! That's a good girl! You STAY right THERE!"
Angel fortunately never moved and we finally got that heavy Road King back up on its asphalt throne again. The panting Harley-man offerred us money, but none of us took it. I noticed his elbow was bleeding and asked, "You sure you're not hurt? You okay to ride home?" He suddenly stopped panting, looked at me very closely and said in a concerned tone, "No...thanks...I'll be fine, are YOU okay?"
That was a little odd, but it didn't dawn on me until we were down the road a mile or so when I looked down at Angel and realized: he couldn't see her on the bike in the darkness and therefore he thought I was talking to my motorcycle.
"You stay! That's a good girl! You STAY right THERE!"
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Jordy. I didn't name him; I wanted to call him Kevin or Ken, or something similar.
This is how I found him dumped on my doorstep one morning in 1996, and the bottom pic is about 13 years later.
He's still kicking. He's obviously a mongrel
This is how I found him dumped on my doorstep one morning in 1996, and the bottom pic is about 13 years later.
He's still kicking. He's obviously a mongrel
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Jason (after Jason and the Argonauts in search of the golden fleece). Eleven months old yesterday.
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A clients GSP [Ayla] backing one of our Pointers [Zoom Zoom] during training this summer.
Dogs R me.
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Dogs R me.
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