Our dog Mason is still quite the puppy. The dog loves to play, it his sole purpose in life. My wife says it’s my fault, she says he only misbehaves when I'm around.
I scoffed at this until I came home from work one day to find Mason curled up on the couch beside her. Looking up, he let out a big yawn. He was calm and seemed completely content.
Is he not feeling well? I asked.
This is how he acts when you’re gone.
Apparently, to my dog I am viewed as a large playmate, kind of like Richard Pryor in The Toy. I have only myself to blame I suppose, because I like to play too.
But Mason's behavior is improving, at almost a year and a half now we have seen signs of maturity, albeit faint signs, but signs nonetheless. For instance, my wife has been able to teach him some commands, and he’s gotten much better at obeying us…..for the most part.
750 Treats Eaten
268 (Approximate) Bones eaten
89 Water bottles chewed
76 Sticks eaten
62 Toys destroyed
15 Second grader's homework assignments eaten.
7 Pillows destroyed
6 Pairs of shoes eaten
5 Blankets eaten
4 Walls chewed
3 Window screens ruined
3 Ink pens eaten
3 hats chewed
2 Chair legs eaten
2 pairs of jeans chewed
2 Rugs ruined
1 Weed Eater attacked
1 Cat's patience exhausted
1 Couch eaten
1 Electrical cord (unplugged)
1 Trophy for Best looking rescue dog
We've had Mason for over a year now and he finally seems to have realized he's going to be sticking around. For a dog who went through four homes before us, this has been huge, and we have started to see progress...slowly.
Most of the chewing issues have been resolved, but Mason is a dog full of energy and it is my job to make sure he is a tired/happy dog.
Luckily we are able to make sure he is good and tired out before bedtime, because I cannot imagine this dog without his daily runs!
Mason has plenty of quirks, but his arch enemy is the weed eater. His battles with this machine have become legendary. From time to time he can be found in the basement barking at his sleeping nemesis, I don't think there will be a truce anytime soon.
Now for all of you dog disciplinarians out there, I know that its my fault that Mason misbehaves and I've been trying to be just a bit more stern with him, for his own good of course. But I'm sure we can still squeeze in some play time.