March 21st, 2002
I think when God decided
he wanted to make cute little chicken shit dogs, he had Killian
in mind.
What can you say about Killian?
Killian is one of the newest addition to our
family (I'm not counting Sherry's mice). He's a Two year old
mixed breed and we have no idea what mix is in him. He could
have some German Shepherd, he could have some Labrador, or he
could have some Akita. WE DON'T KNOW!!!
I am, however, beginning to suspect that he is
a border collie/Australian Shepherd mix. I have spoken to a
number of owners of both breeds and he has the herding instincts
of both. Plus I understand that Aussies are very needy
dogs. Killian just can not live unless he is being pet every
other minute.
He is a medium sized dog about 45 lbs. and is
scared to death of Guinness. The poor thing. He has nightmares.
I can only imagine they consist of being chased by a giant Pomeranian.
He is a beautiful mutt, though. His one outstanding
feature is that he has these beautiful blue eyes. His coat is
brindle and he has white paws. He has a wonderful disposition.
Not an aggressive bone in his body. He will submit immediately
upon being confronted. This makes him a prime target for Guinness.
His priorities in life are simple. They are as
follows:
- Play every conceivable minute of the day.
- Chew things.
Killian is something to watch (And watch him
we do. We have no choice). First of all, he is single minded.
If he has something he should not have (Which could be anything.),
we will take it away from him and put it somewhere else. He
will wait until we take our attention away from that object
and go for it again. And keep doing it over and over again.
It's fun to watch him go but....
The chewing thing. THE CHEWING THING!!! My dog
eats everything!
He has eaten the reciepts of things that we can
never return. He has eaten bills. He has eaten irreplaceable
things. He has eaten everything we held of value over the last
two years. Normally, the prime indicator of his guilt is that
upon our returning home he will be under the futon. Looking
out and hoping that we don't see him.
What this time? ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
But, sadly, we can't stay angry with him. He'll
look at you with those huge blue eyes and cower. As if to say,
"I'm just a dog! What did you expect?"
Another thing is that Killian is extremely clumsy.
How Clumsy?
He has the grace of a pregnant yak. What's funny
is that he has all of this "puppy" energy and is constantly
running around the house or playing with Guinness. This will
go on until maybe 2:AM most times.
Which brings me to the next subject: Housebreaking
Who knew so much could come out of one animal.
Don't ask. Just leave the name of a good carpet dealer with
Scotchguard.
He is also just discovering that he has a "big
dog" bark. This is not to be discouraged as we can always
use a watchdog with a threatening bark. No burglar in the world
would be afraid of Guinness' bark. And if a burglar DID get
into the house, he would get the licking of his life if he doesn't
run under the couch.
Killian sleeps with us at night at the edge of
the bed while Guinness is under it. He (I hate to say this)
is a refreshing change from Casey who used to get vicious anytime
he was on the bed.
This dog just loves everyone. We are happy to
have him as our own.
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