With Dog Week continuing at the Ranch, today's post will be breed specific to Abe. You can read his introduction to the ranch (here) and about his puppy fav's (here).
Today I'm gonna write down for the ages what kind of dog Abe is suppose to be, and also is suppose to become, based on his mixed breed personality and looks.
A mutt. Abe is a mutt, that's what kind of a dog he is. Well that's if a mutt has a minimum mix of two breeds of dogs.
A Vizsla, pronounced Veesla, (don't pronounce the Zzz among full bred owners), is a Hungarian dog. I'm not all into what dogs were bred for back in ancient times, my modern intention is that he is our pet and likes naps when I like napping. So far so good on that. But when he's not being a regular pet his natural instinct is to point and find game. That is a trait he inherited from his English Setter mother as well as his Vizsla Pa. Many of his fathers Vizsla qualities overlap with those of his English Setter mother. Except looks. Honest Abe gets his good looks and charm from his papa. The two breeds don't look anything alike, with the Vizsla being the better looking of the two in my opinion.
I have to remind myself he is only half Vizsla, which means regarding his temperament and personality he is just as much English Setter. It's easier to think of Abe as only a Vizsla like his dad, because he looks like one, or so it appears anyway. But digging a little deeper I found out he has some differences from his full bred father and anyone who owns a pure Vizsla would probably look at Abe and know right away he is a Mock-Viz.
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Wednesday
Honest Abe's Doggie Fav's
Even though around here we spend a great deal of time on home improvements, DIY and furniture makeovers, we also spend a lot of time with other peoples dogs as a pet sitting home, and now a new puppy of our own.
It's dog week here, but rest assured there are still some DIY projects that go along with new dog ownership, and I am not becoming a pet blog. And lest you think I favor dogs, I also like cats, we just don't have one anymore, and I'm worried I could become the crazy dog lady. But the truth is this little pooch has been occupying a lot of my time and the last three home projects all involved keeping the house and dog safe.
In the last post I told you how a new pup has claimed this place as his domain, what went in to the decision to get another dog after not having one for 1.5 years and how we were turned down for a rescue puppy because we have a doggie door that goes outside. Today you'll find out his breed, and the products I am finding to be money well spent.
Abe's age is now 19 weeks, he's lived here for 10 and he's catching on to the rules very nicely.
And yes he is spoiled.
It's dog week here, but rest assured there are still some DIY projects that go along with new dog ownership, and I am not becoming a pet blog. And lest you think I favor dogs, I also like cats, we just don't have one anymore, and I'm worried I could become the crazy dog lady. But the truth is this little pooch has been occupying a lot of my time and the last three home projects all involved keeping the house and dog safe.
In the last post I told you how a new pup has claimed this place as his domain, what went in to the decision to get another dog after not having one for 1.5 years and how we were turned down for a rescue puppy because we have a doggie door that goes outside. Today you'll find out his breed, and the products I am finding to be money well spent.
Abe's age is now 19 weeks, he's lived here for 10 and he's catching on to the rules very nicely.
And yes he is spoiled.
Abe on his outdoor Coolaroo Dog Bed
Monday
Meet The New Dog On The Block
Right around Mothers Day life around here got a little more energetic.
No I haven't signed up for a marathon, although I might argue that chasing a new puppy around should certainly qualify.
Meet Abe, the new dog in the yard.
Well I guess I do.
Tuesday
Rusty Crusty Antique Milk Cans Refreshed
Around here sometimes yard junk goes to the woods to die.
You know, it's that out of sight out of mind thing.
And such is the case with some antique milk jugs I have had forever that were stashed behind the backyard garden shed where I didn't have to see their rusty crusty-ness.
I hauled them out with the intention of giving them a makeover, I just wasn't sure what sort of a makeover that would be, but it seemed a shame to leave antique milk cans rotting in the woods.
The cans were sporting spray paint in a salmon color with sun signs stenciled on in yellow, from I don't know... maybe 20 years ago.
I picked the cans up at a garage sale and I think they were used on the deck holding plants till they were decommissioned behind the shed to wait for their next makeover.
You know, it's that out of sight out of mind thing.
And such is the case with some antique milk jugs I have had forever that were stashed behind the backyard garden shed where I didn't have to see their rusty crusty-ness.
I hauled them out with the intention of giving them a makeover, I just wasn't sure what sort of a makeover that would be, but it seemed a shame to leave antique milk cans rotting in the woods.
The cans were sporting spray paint in a salmon color with sun signs stenciled on in yellow, from I don't know... maybe 20 years ago.
I picked the cans up at a garage sale and I think they were used on the deck holding plants till they were decommissioned behind the shed to wait for their next makeover.