Copper Learns A Lesson
03.12.05So I get a call from my sister while I’m at the shop here. A gunshot went off at the neighbors, and sent Copper flyin to the house all shook up. He’s a big sissy when it comes to guns. Anyways, when he arrives, he has a nose full of quills. Ouch. But I think the neighbor blasted the culrpit.
So I grab some needle nose pliers and the camera. This outta be fun.
Now copper is a mighty ornery hound dog, so I’m sure he deserved every last quill he got. But he’s a bit older, and pretty easy going. I know the Marshal woulda been goin crazy, but Copper took it like a champ.
So while I sat on him with the pliers in one hand and his snout in the other, my old man held his head still. Then I moved in for the pull. ouch, and more ouch.
Oh it hurt, but he handled it alot better than most dogs. There were about nine total, but we couldent find one after I pulled it and dropped it. Me and the old man were laughin at him most the time, because Copper deserved it very much. After that last one, I swabbed his nose up with some peroxide and neosporin, then we gave him a peice of ham to make it all better. After that he just stretched around on the floor, and didn’t want to leave… Kinda reminded me of the dog, Chief, from Fox and the Hound. When he had that busted leg, and acted all wounded just so he could stay in the house and get sympathy… only I knew better.
So, hopefully he learned his lesson. But I woulden’t be surprised if he haden’t. You know them hound dogs.
that’s a tuff break, but you said he handled it well, so that’s good, but you’re right, he’ll prorbably do it again.
# March 12th, 2005 at 3:16 pmPoor baby! You should be more sympathetic Chad! You said, “Knowledge is power.” So he was taking your advice! He was only trying to learn about porcupines. Moral? Don’t try to teach your dog life lessons.
# March 12th, 2005 at 3:36 pmhaha. Pam… you kill me.
If he was a smart dog he’d learn by observation. That is true wisdom. But dogs are just dumb animals… so no chance of that happening.
# March 12th, 2005 at 4:11 pmWell, I guess you have a point, but give him some credit. At least he probably won’t do it again. People are just as bad, and they tend to not learn that lesson from each mistake. Even when they see that something hurts or has the potential to be disasterous they try it or keep doing it anyway. Like doing drugs, or falling in love the wrong kind of guy/girl, or staying in an abusive relationship. Maybe we should be more animal-ish and follow our instincts. Then life might be a little less painful.
# March 13th, 2005 at 8:14 amlol at The Fox & The Hound reference. your poor hound dog. awwwww.
my new puppy, Cooper, met my cat yesterday… and got a little too close several times. the cat hissed and must’ve swiped at the pup with his claws. Cooper yipped in pain and jumped back. this happened over and over again! lol .. the family and i just laughed at them both. my lil brother says “i think we should let them work out their differences”.. LOL
# March 14th, 2005 at 5:05 amMy dog took out a freakin deer this winter. How he caught it I don’t know…….somethings are better left……(in a low and really creepy voice)..ALONE.:shock:
# March 15th, 2005 at 2:57 pmI had a pet funnel web spider in a large jar for a while that my wife dug up in the garden. But it stank after a while so I got rid of it. Highly aggressive but terrified of the roaches that I tried to feed it (courtesy of the local Chines restaurant). I had to wound the roaches before the spider would attack them …
# March 15th, 2005 at 5:34 pmChad, did you get the e-mail/artwork I sent?
# March 15th, 2005 at 8:58 pm[...] Memories we’ve had together flooded my mind as I drove to the woods with copper laying next to me on the bench seat. Like that time he came to the front door with his face full of porcupine quills. Or all the various dead critters he’d bring home to chew. Or how he’d follow Jeff’s horses around a bit too close, and old Oreo gave him a clean hoof to the ribs. That taught him a good lesson. Or that time that me and Erik were headed to downtown Cd’A, and Copper had his front paws up on the side of the truck bed, as I went over a pothole. His paws slipped forward, and over the edge he went. I could see him rolling along side the truck, half on the sidewalk, and half off. I’ll bet that smarts. Good thing I was only going 25. But he never did climb up on the bed wall again. [...]
# April 15th, 2006 at 11:05 am