Rowan keeps getting cuter by the minute. He has a couple of new tricks up his sleeve. His sleeves, by the way, are thick and wooly, and he trails clouds of pink undercoat as he goes. Fortunately, he likes to be brushed!
Rowan has learned the ambush kiss. He waits until I am concentrating on something -- weeding, or fixing the lawnmower -- then he sneaks up and sploosh! a long pink tongue right in the ear! He always looks very pleased with himself and dances around grinning and bowing to his applauding audience. Considering that he eats poop, I'm not always in the mood to applaud, but it's awfully cute.
Rowan also has a voice. I was worried that he'd been debarked, since he usually only squeaks or grunts, but the other day a fire truck came roaring by with the sirens going full blast, and Rowan plunked down on his butt, stuck his nose in the air and let loose with a yodel that was perfectly in tune with the sirens. He kept going long after the fire truck was gone, with me and Sascha the Ridgeback mix howling right along with him. The other Mals just looked at him and went back to sleep, but Rowan is now a confirmed siren-howler, and we all look forward to fires and accidents!
Hello,
ReplyDeleteit must be frustrating getting a bunch of bunk comments, huh? Sorry, no free porn or any other such drivell(sp?). I've checked out TAMR's site several times and tons of other Malamute rescue sites. I thought it was cool that I bumped into someone who actually got a dog from there. I have Dobermans, I love dogs, I hate keeping a journal of any kind, and one day I'll have me a Mal too. I was gonna get a puppy, but I ran into Brick, a big red who needed a good home real bad. The guy that had him wasn't mean to him or anything, he just never let poor Brick into his life. Brick spent all his time in a garage below the living quarters. As you well know, dogs need people, not sheds. At times I question if I did the right thing or not. Shucks, he's not even from decent stock. But when he does that sneak-attack thing like Rowan does and slimes the whole back of my shaved head, I can't help but start laughing. He's no Mal, but he's got a good heart and tries real hard during training to get things right. Sorry, I'm rambling. Just wanted to say Hi!
Tony, Shirley, and Brick