Pet Love - Chow-Chow, Cocker Spaniel, Samoyed, and Eurasier
Chow-chow My Strong-Willed and Dignified Neighbor
I adoringly love dogs, and I spent sort of miserable life without them. OK, my life wasn’t that much unhappy, but it would be a thousand times happier if I would be blessed with a dog as a companion.
When I look in my neighborhood, I see dogs everywhere. Four of them live really close to me, a few other ones further away.
I’d like to introduce my closest neighbor to you.
It is a chow-chow. A dream of a dog!
He is golden in his color and looks like a "lion-bear." His fur is thick around his neck. It gives him the look of a lion. Nothing is edgy on him, everything is soft and round, even his small erect ears are rounded at the tips. This is why he looks like a bear. His cute and bushy tail does have thick hair and lies curled on his back. Gorgeous!
We call him a "dog," but otherwise he is born as a "lion-bear."
This breed was developed few thousand years ago in Mongolia (no wonder, there is bitter cold most of the time). After Mongolia, the dogs discovered China (still partly a cold country) and the rest of the world (partly too warm for them).
Many years later, the Germans loved chows so badly that they even developed, around 1970, a new breed named Eurasier. They say; they wanted to get the best positive characteristics of three types of dogs: chow-chow, Wolfspitz, and Samoyed. The last one is the most beautiful, white dog in the whole world!
In Eurasier, you'll find a wonderful companion, which is suspicious of strangers, easy to train, and develops a strong bond to its family. I’ve seen one of those dogs twenty years ago and fell in love directly with him. At this time, I had a dream of adopting one of Eurasiers… I still do have this dream :-). It is good to have dreams, you know... :-|
When I see my neighbor - the chow on his balcony, I’m, as we say in Germany, "desireless happy" or I’m "in seventh heaven!" In correct English, it sounds a little bit dull: I’m perfectly happy. Doesn’t matter how it sounds; I’m happy when I see this dog. Period.
I would be happier when I would meet this beauty in a real life! Pity for me, but it has never happened. On the other hand, it may be good that I've never met this dog. Chow-chows are very connected to their adopted parents (their owners), and they may be aggressive towards strangers...
Dog Breed Chow Chow
I think the 'parents' of my neighbor aren’t walking him as much he needs. I see him running outside on a leash maybe ten minutes in the morning, and the same amount of the time in the afternoon. The rest of the day he usually spends on his balcony. This is a little bit heartless. Probably it isn’t enough exercise for him. Though, chow isn't built for long and energetic walks; some more activity wouldn't hurt him. I think.
Chows are also a little bit peculiar. They don’t accept strange, unfamiliar people around them. They don't appreciate obedience training either; agitating and thrilling methods are taboo around chows. If the dog's 'parent' uses jerking teaching technique, chows have the custom to shutdown or to take revenge and return the 'compliment'.
The best way to teach this breed is to use the food method. Mutual respect between chow's 'parent' and chow himself is the most important basis for a successful life as best friends. This rule is substantial in every relationship.
Chow-chows are wonderful creatures. They are regal, noble, magnificent, and aristocratic. When you don't believe it, they will surely impart this knowledge 'into' you. Don't worry about it; they'll do it easily. Chows are serious and introvert, very good watchdogs. They're making little if any sound, they're charming, gracious, tidy, and calm.
The best thing I can do is: to love them forever!
The Cocker Spaniel Story
The second neighbor is a very old cocker spaniel; black with brown marks. I would love to walk him around!
I always wanted this breed of dogs when I was a child. It might be because my Mom had owned a cocker spaniel, when she was a young girl. One day her uncle secretly brought a tiny puppy into her bedroom. He put it on her bed and left.
My Mom was sleeping at this time and didn’t notice anything. Next morning she got up and felt something warm and furry close to her. At the first moment, she jumped scared out of bed. You can imagine how great her joy was as she realized who was sleeping close to her (I can imagine it vividly!).
Since that time, the dog has been her best friend, until the Nazis killed him. I've never heard before that Nazis were killing dogs. She is certain that they were doing it. They didn’t want people to have dogs. Without the dogs, there would be no warning when the Nazis were spying around. It is Mom’s version. I don’t think that the reality was as she’s stated. However, I still wonder why the Nazis would kill the dogs.
This is the sad story of a cocker spaniel in 1940, in Europe.
I understand that my Mom hates Nazis since then and I can’t imagine how she managed to survive after the death of her ‘Liebling’; it is a German word for sweetheart. It must have been unbearable for her. She was only twelve at that time. The shock of this lasted for her entire life.
Cocker spaniel is one of the oldest dog breeds. It is a very intelligent kind of dogs, keen to learn, and easy to teach. By the way, much easier than chow-chows. Cocker spaniels are very active and friendly tail wobblers. They love their ‘parents’ tenderly, and they’re companionable with other animals and children. They're protective, but maybe their specialty isn’t to be an exclusively guard dog. Traditionally they were used more for hunting purposes; this is why they don’t think much about things like protection.
To lose such a great friend must have been frightening and dreadful for my Mom. I can feel pretty good with her about her loss. Nevertheless, I'm unable to understand why she never allowed me, as I was a child, to adopt a puppy.
I forgave her many things, and I’m forgiving her also this, but there always stays something between her and me what isn’t pure love. I’m sure our connection would be much better when I would have been allowed to have a dog, when I would have been allowed to learn how to take care of a pet-companion.
© 2010 Maria Janta-Cooper