Dogs

This must be peace on earth, here’s a dog and a postal carrier that like each other.

This dog is guarding a garage where they work on old french cars like the Citroen DS and the Peugeot 504.

Cesar is a playful middle-aged German Shepherd. Cesar always carry his Frisbee. He eagerly approaches anyone who crosses his path in hopes that they will play a game of fetch with him. However, his enthusiasm always goes unfulfilled as he never drops the Frisbee on the ground for the person to throw it.

The problem is that Cesar, a large German Sheppard, doesn’t drop the Frisbee on the ground. We, the strangers, are supposed to take it from his mouth and then throw the Frisbee. Guess how often that happens?

This Doodle is pretty much a genetics experiment. This Doodle is a female and her name is “Daffy The Duck”.

Notice the eyes or more the lack of. Every few days, Josh has to trim the fur around the eyes or “Daffy The Duck” won’t be able to see anything. She’ll trip on everything and crash when crossing the street because she can’t see the end of the sidewalk.

I asked for the Basset Hound’s name and she told me that it was Duffus. She didn’t know what it meant, so I told her that in French it wasn’t complimentary. The closest English equivalent to Duffus would be the word ‘Dork’. Calling their dog Duffus wasn’t her choice, but her boyfriend that gave him that name.

Samson, a Bichon Frisee, is a reluctant ‘boss’. He bosses people around, not because he likes it, but because he has to since Marty, his owner, “doesn’t do his job.” Marty should be the boss. Marty doesn’t what he’s doing. Before going on the walk, he always ask Samson “where does Samson wants to go?”. it’s the same at meal time, Marty always ask Samson, his dog, what he wants for his meal…

Sometimes everything clicks (pun intended). Sometimes, everything works perfectly and you don’t even notice it until much later.

This black Poodle is one of these moments. Two quick photos, next… I almost never chimp. Chimping is checking on the back of the camera after taking every single photo. This expression comes from the sound made by the monkeys: ooh, aah…). I kept on walking.

Brutus is a Dogue de Bordeaux. He’s huge, he’s around 140lbs. Nothing really scares him. I saw him stare at people and people move away, except me but still, I didn’t go and pet him. Right now, he’s staring at me kneeling on the ground while I take his photo. My dog is with me standing at my side but slightly behind me. Brutus is ignoring my dog and concentrating on my taking his photo.

Artie, this chocolate Labrador had a great time running and catching his Hol-ee Ball. When Artie walks, he looks slow. Artie waddle more than he walks. Normally, Labradors walk like big dogs and take the space but Artie walks almost like a bulldog.

The Hol-ee Ball appears and it’s the park, something amazing happens. From a clumsy dog, we now have an extremely agile dog. He can turn on a dime.

B, yes the letter B, was waiting to go for her ride. The photos were supposed to be at the grandmother place. Instead, they decided to go on the Vancouver seawall. I was supposed to take photos of the Harry, the terrier with the grandmother but thing changed. When I arrived her grand daughter, B, came so we went to the Vancouver seawall along False Creek which is directly behind their apartment.

Some dogs are pampered and do nothing. Some dogs have to work for a living.

This dog is working, he’s running and he’s on the hunt. He’d rather sniff around but he has to work. He’s working very hard to keep pace with his owner. Look at the leash and how relaxed it it.