Bacari learns to Read
No- this not a children's book. It's more of the saga that is living w/ Bacari. If you have been reading this blog for any amount of time, you are probably aware of the B-Man. He's my BIG LUG, my beloved Ridgeback who was adopted from RRUS nearly 2 years ago. WOW- has it really been that long? Back on track-
When anyone meets Bacari I am quick to point out that he looks like a Ridgeback but does not act like one. I always joke w/them saying he has not read the Ridgeback Manual on how he is supposed to act.
Well someone must have slipped him a copy. Biscuit (one of the dogs from Bacari's foster home who represents the breed better than any other dog I know)- was that you?!? :)) Previously he has completed some of the most popular chapters- countersurfing 101, Crotch Sniffing for Dummies.
Today I guess he decided that being headstrong was one of his duties. I came home to find him on the couch- he normally does not even attempt to get up there. So I asked him to come off- he did after I had to lead him down. then proceed to jump right back up there when I turned my back. Once again he was lead off the couch. Hours past- my husband came home from work and settled down in front of the tube, relaxing on the couch.
I was busy in another room- when I heard my husband asking me when did we start allowing Bacari on the furniture. I told him never, turned around to see. There he was- Mr. BooBoo sitting on the couch AGAIN. Peering over the back of the couch, saying, "Is it OK when Daddy is up here?" Wow what a little stinker!
Life w/ any dog is fun but sharing your home w/ a Ridgeback is a true treat!
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Kudos to Bacardi! Any self respecting Ridgeback must try at least once: counter surfing, crotch sniffing (most people), leg leaning, couch stealing,shoe eating, dumpster diving, stuffed toy defluffing, stranger danger growling, ground rolling back scratching and tasting anything that looks like it might taste good. Those RR genes are strong!
Bacari is simply trying to assert his God-given rights, Amanda :) We never let our first Ridgeback up on the couch or other furniture. She was fine with this and always had a comfy bed nearby.
When our 2nd and now 3rd ones came along, I decided "What the heck! and now we have to shove them over if more than 2 humans need a seat. (Plus, Lindsey chose this sectional 11 years ago when we built our house and I really don't care for it... Kind of wish I had a reason to replace it, but it is so indestructable that I will probably entertain two more generations of RRs on it!)
Of course, any dog with alpha issues should never be allowed up on the furniture and even I am not weak enough to let one up on my bed. Once that happens we might as well take over the orthopedic dog beds!
Thanks for keeping us up to date on the B Man!
Ellen
What a handsome boy, Patti! And too funny about the RR traits. Someone who hasn't experienced one would be shocked at what on the surface appears to be very bad manners. In fact, my best friend greets Sabu by holding out her hand and saying: "Keep AWAY from the crotch!". Equally entertaining is how Sabu approaches men: head DOWN (instead of nose up for females) - and pushing through so the man can stand over him while he is between their legs backwards - hoping for a rump scratch. I've tried to coin this particular antic of Sabu "Dog Croquette" (sp), but other than an embarrassed laugh, no one really catches on. Sigh - they simply have no idea what they are missing....
Our last RR, Codie, greeted men and woman differently too. Girls got a crotch sniff and boys got a...well we used to call it ball bopping. That reminds me of another trait. They bop things with their nose. Like if something is on the coffee table that's not usually there, they bop it with their nose. Has anyone else noticed this?
I'll never forget the day I had a business meeting at my home. My boss came over and was sitting on the sofa. Suddenly, my Ridgeless Ridge, Molly, went over to him and scratched on the sofa which was her signal for him to get up and move, he was in her place.
"What does she want?" my boss asked.
"She needs you to move, you're in her spot," I explained.
"Should I?"
"Well, if you want us to get any work done, yeah, it's probably a good idea."
And the other thing she'd like to do is move the 40lb garbage pail of her dry dog food into the middle of the floor just to show me she could. She couldn't get into it cause it was under lock and key although she did her Shawshank best to nibble away at the heavy duty plastic lid.
Does anyone's Ridge like to sleep UNDER THE COVERS with them?
First of all, I love the stories about Baraci. Love the ridgie traits, isn't that why we all have one? My husband and I allow Lucy on one old couch which has a slipcover on it (it wasn't the original plan but I caved). She loves the thing and is a true couch-hound. Though she is not allowed on the "new" couches she finds her way onto the big couch when we leave her out while we are not at home. Sometimes she even does it when we are home and gives that look like "am I doing something wrong?" Don't you love the way they think they own the world.
Think they own the world? Did you not get the memo? :)
Hey Beth --
I have not seen the Tsavi posts. :( But I love reading about Bacari and Curtis...well, everyone actually. Thanks for being so welcoming. In the interest of full disclosure, my Molly passed two years ago in January but I'm working with Evelyn now on finding my next Ridge. :)
They are extraordinary creatures and I can not wait to have one under the covers with me again.
Babs -
The Tsavo post is in our archives. If you look on the panel to the right, under the blog rules, you will see some categories. The archives are listed under the heading - Time flies when you're having fun! Just click on November and it will show you all of the messages that were posted then. Blogger only shows a certain number of posts on the front page.
Enjoy!
Susan
Your friendly Co-Moderator :)
Susan -
Thanks for pointing out the archives. Now I think Tsavo and Molly were separated at birth!
Molly was also attacked by a Jack and just stood there. And once, when she farted, she scared herself so badly that she ran out of the room.
Thankfully, she never fell into the pool but honestly, I think that's only cause we didn't have one.
And with all of her timidness and delicate psyche I have to tell you that we were hiking in the canyon one morning. I had my other 30lb dog, Peaches, with us. Suddenly, a pack of coyotes started yipping. Peaches took off into the canyon where I KNEW, at a mere 30lbs, she'd most definitely be breakfast. But before I could do ANYTHING (we're talking nano-seconds here) Molly THREW HERSELF off the side of the path and down into the canyon to protect Peaches.
If this wasn't happening to my two dogs I'd say it was the most fascinating National Geographic Special I had ever seen.
The coyotes tried to separate Moll from Peaches but Peaches stuck by Moll and Moll kept the coyotes at bay.
Finally, some other hikers came by and we went down into the canyon to shoo the coyotes away and lead Moll and Peaches back up.
I lost at LEAST 20 years off my life but now, when I conjure images up of Molly at her best - her leaping off the side to go and rescue Peach is at the top of my list.
Babs,
You can't go wrong with Evelyn. She will help you find the right RR. It's hard losing them, but it won't be long before you have a warm body next to yours stealing your covers:) By the way, my son is in Sherman Oaks. He just moved out there after graduating and is following his dream in the film or literary field. He misses his RR's terribly.
Patti
Patti -
I'm in Studio City! Your son and I are neighbors!
And as soon as my new RR finds me I'd be happy to share him/her with your son. Ridgeback Withdrawal is a horrible condition. I wouldn't wish it on ANYONE.
When I found Evelyn and RRUS I have to say I felt like Dorothy when she finally reached The Emerald City.
Just an update for Bob and everyone- Bacari won- he sleeps on the couch during the day and even last night. He does not get up there when we are home watching TV YET! Good thing- the couch is not big enough for all of us. HMMM- I can see a BIGGER couch in my future. It will have to wait until my birthday- Santa's sleigh is already loaded down w/ a new fence for me!
Babs- love hearing about your RRs and can't wait to have you posting about your new family member. That is the beauty of RRUS- the adoption process matches applicants w/ the perfect dog. When they say FOREVER HOME- they mean it. You can tell by all these blog posts that it works- there are more than a few satisfied "customers." I don't think the dogs feel slighted either- do you?? From the pics/posts, there are some spoiled rotten RRs all over the US.
Bacari says, "Sucker...I knew if I gave Mom my big sad eyes, she'd give in eventually." Aren't those RR's so smart:) He's probably in heaven and sleeping very soundly.
Amanda,
I didn't want to say anything, ESPECIALLY, since I'm so new but I thought to myself "If you didn't want Bacari on the furniture, why didn't you get a fish?"
I'm glad things got all worked out.
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