Thursday, September 9, 2010

Week 21: Tame/Wild

Tame (Mary)

Chase. The Big Guy.

He’s 100+ pounds.

He’s a licker.

He scrunches his nose and cries out when he’s excited.

He is often confused by life.

He doesn’t bark to be let in or out. He’s quiet, most of the time, unless you’re a visitor, in which case he’ll bark his head off just for you.

In greeting Chase, he will expect you to place your arm in his mouth. It’s a comfort thing. He will not bite your arm. Instead, he’ll just leave your arm in his mouth, covering it with drool while he cries out in happiness.

He is incapable of proceeding through a half-opened door. It scares him.

He’s a cuddler.

He’s gentle and docile.

He’s a mooch and will go so far as to place his head on the kitchen table when dinner is being eaten in hopes that someone will feel sorry for him and slip him a little something.

He loves the outdoors.

He reeks 90% of the time.

He loves eating his own shit… and crab apples. But, he’s not picky. He’ll eat Bub’s shit if it’s available.

He has the loudest burps of any dog I’ve ever known. They shake the house and surprise all of our visitors.

He lets babies ride him like a horse.

He loves the water and his morning walk.

Chase is clearly a unique individual and this is precisely why we love him so much!

Are there any tame creatures living in your house?

Wild (Sarah)

child thang...

you make my heart sang...

you make evvvvverythang groovay...

i think i love ya.


Myles September 18, 2010 at 5:52 AM  

Quite a different mood this time round. Your positioning of the pictures makes Chase seem like he's calmly watching the wildness to the right. Gives quite a sense of closeness or companionship...

Welcome back!

Anvilcloud September 18, 2010 at 6:36 AM  

That arm in the mouth is a Retriever thing. The neighbourhood one does the same thing.

Sue September 18, 2010 at 10:39 AM  

Welcome home Mary. I seen you, your Dad and Chase out walking down Marden Road one morning when I was driving by.

I love golden retreivers, they are a very special breed of dog. My Mom had one that was born with a deformed front paw. It didn't slow him down a bit, in fact he lived to a ripe old age and enjoyed every minute of it. He was the most affectionate and tolerent dog.


Ruminations September 21, 2010 at 11:13 AM  

Love the pics. Love your descriptions...

Most of all - love the two of you...


Anonymous September 28, 2010 at 6:41 PM  

Love the way you set your two pics looks like Chase is intent on watching you lift Jinu.

We have two fur balls of love Dustmop & Pepper (*cats)

Hope to see you all soon

Gram Bear

Anonymous November 14, 2010 at 5:17 PM  

miss burnice please call me I miss you terribly! hope all is well, would love to catch up and be able to chat with you a bit
love you - mavis

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