He looks sweet and innocent and sane, doesn’t he?
Yeah, not so much. Not today.
This evening I was busily answering a few emails, ignoring the barking dogs. About ten minutes earlier, they had started barking up a storm and I went to see what it was they were barking at — it was a piece of paper on my neighbor’s lawn. This was not unusual – I usually ignore them unless they really sound worked up. Well, there I was, happily at the computer, when all of a sudden, the barking got frantic and was followed by a loud crash — which was then followed by a woman screaming. I run up to the front of the house and discover: (1) there’s only one dog there, and (2) the big front window is broken. I look outside, and there is Bear, dancing around a woman and her weim. The woman, having just had an 85-pound dog jump through a large glass window to get to her and her dog, was understandably freaking out. I frantically dig for the keys to unlock the front door and yell to Bear. He trots over, with a big, proud smile on his face, sits down in front of me and looks up, as if he’s expecting a treat.
I apologized about a zillion times for my full-on CRAZY dog. She was doubly freaked out because her weim apparently has some aggression issues — which just might be triggered by a large dog flying through glass at her. There hadn’t been anything more than a little posturing between the dogs, but I can only imagine the panic she must have felt.
And Bear? Not a scratch on him.
The window’s about 2 feet up off the ground. I had had an ottoman in front of the window that the dogs would take turns sitting on to get a better view. Since I rearranged and moved the ottoman, I have heard and seen them with their paws on the window at times — and there are more than a few indications of dog art to show their noses had been pressed up against the glass — but I never thought one of them would jump through (and certainly not Bear). Tomorrow morning, I’ll be looking into alternatives to glass.
What are those hockey rink guards made out of?