Pulaski is our foster dog who is learning how to play. We get Nikita going and Hoover gets excited while Pulaski barks his head off. Then the party stops. Once again, Pulaski has been a party crasher.
He doesn't know how to keep some stuff for himself. He once went to the toy basket and found an old bone. Nikita came and took the bone from him. Pulaski stood there dumbfounded. He outweighs Nikita by 50 pounds. When he first came, Nikita was scared of him but now she is back to being queen.
I decided to teach Pulaski how to play. I gave him a toy to play with. And guess what? At first he just sat there.Then Pulaski took the tag off and tried to take the tail. We're now aware about what toys he uses because the tags are missing. But I guess you could say that he plays even though he tries rip the toys open. I think he likes me the best because he will carry one of my socks around.
If they pull you, may I have a turn too?:)
ReplyDeleteNice blog Ian, I look forward to reading more about the adventures of the Holtz-Hazeltine non-sled dogs!!
ReplyDeleteMaybe because leave your socks laying around. :)
ReplyDeleteIan, I have no doubt you are Pulaski's favorite toy (or person), just as has been the case with Sebastian, Mitzy, Alue, Ellison and ... can you remind me who else? We know any of our dogs going to foster with the Holtz family are in for a good time and lots of TLC. Pulaski had a hard life before you and I am glad he got just the right person to teach him how to love, how to let his mischievous nature out now and then, and how to play. I love your blog and Northern Lights is so grateful for the work you do! Can't wait for your next entry!
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