Opie, The Wiener Dog

We dog-sat this week for my sister.  This is Opie, the Wiener dog.  Apparently he came to the rescue shelter with the name of Oscar--how original--but the shelter workers decided they didn't need one more wiener dog names Oscar, so they changed his name to Opie since he is a red head and has freckles.

 Opie is pretty selective about this food.  But this fact should not be confused with the idea that he really LIKES his food.  Because he does.

 Sometimes Opie looks like he has something to say to you.  But he is a dog, so he can't really say it.

 Other times he squints at you to make you think that you should know what he is thinking, but can't say out loud.  But I'd bet it has something to do with his food.

 Did I mention, he likes his food? 

 Don't let those sort legs fool you.  He is a pretty powerful little dog.  Especially if he smells something while you are taking him for a walk.  He has stopped me in my tracks before.

 His ears are really soft though.

 He is a pretty smiley dog.

 Especially if you seem to know what he is thinking.

But he still does have dog breath.  That is a fact.

 

But this was the look he gave me most of the time he was with us...looking in from the back porch step...willing me, with his eyes, to let him into the air conditioning.

I'm the meanest dog sitter ever.

Rent-a-Dog

My sister is visiting my parents this week and since her neighbors were gone for the July 4th holiday week, we have her dog, Duke. He is a happy dog and so excited. He jumps up on you when you go into the back yard and wants to play.

He is young yet, so he is very busy chewing things up when you aren't looking. This morning I caught him with the new BBQ grill brush Genius Golfer bought about Father's Day. A wire brush doesn't seem like it would feel that good to chew on, but that might be offset by the greasy, carnivorous flavors there. What is a dog to do?

He made a new friend yesterday as The Girl took him for a walk. Our end-of-street neighbors have a little shitzhu named Chewy. Chewy is just a little well groomed, puffy dog, not even a foot tall. The dogs played in their yard for a while. Neighbor Holly gave The Girl a bag of dong bone treats. She told The Girl someone gave them a Costco sized box of "big dog" treats. It takes Chewy a few weeks to get through one. Duke does not have this problem.

We have Duke through Sunday. It is good for my kids to take care of a dog for a while. Though, we certainly are not ready to be full time dog owners at this point. Must need more practice.