|Dude's Birthday Celebration|
Dude is typical of this breed, that's not recognized by the AKC, but is by a couple of other Kennel Clubs. He's a small brown dog with white paws. He's around 30 pounds, short-haired, athletic, and loves to play. He's rather territorial of bones, food, and anything else that maybe slightly edible. Clancy, our 11-year-old black Lab (and about 85 lbs), despises confrontation, so he allows him to run roughshod over his sleeping area, food, bones, and anything else Dude might desire. But, the dogs do get along and even sleep together some.
So here's the hunting part. We have many tales of Dude's hunting achievements in his short three years. He's snagged a hummingbird (thankfully not at my house), decimated several doves, ripped into a few rabbits and deposited some of his trophies on Emily's carpet, and probably has "taken care" of a few rodents in Emily's backyard. He was thwarted yesterday when he could only observe the rabbits meandering through the gardens out front. Shaking like a leaf, he zeroed in on the bunnies, following their travels behind windows. I have to make sure he can't jump through a screen, since he's already tried that on a previous visit. He was introduced to the air rifle this week, and found that to be terribly exciting, especially when a dove was dropped from a branch. No he didn't get to eat it, but he wanted to.
|Dude's a great hiker.|
Another interesting factoid about the Feist dog is that the word itself comes from an obsolete word "fyst" which means "breaking wind." How utterly appropriate! This is another not so endearing Dude quality. He's a wonderful little companion, but he is rather gassy. He's allowed on the bed while I'm reading before going to sleep. He's been banned a couple of times this week for excessive stinkiness.
|Let sleeping dogs lie.|
For more info on the Feist: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feist_(dog)