At the Pace of Life....
Ruby, our rust colored Viszla, has some interesting traits to her personality. She is very smart, learned how to behave quickly and truly yearns to please. A high energy dog she requires a lot of exercise to off set her natural tendency to be a little anxious. Over time we've come to recognize when she has done something she should not. She paces. Back and forth, around and around. Sometimes she has something in her mouth - a candy wrapper she found somewhere or a piece of plastic from a dog toy. When this happens we tell her to "Drop it" - and she does. It's rather hilarious to observe. On those occasions when I have received difficult news and I feel emotional, Ruby sidles up to me, leans her body against me and puts her nose in my face. It's a bit overwhelming, actually, but she clearly gets that I am upset. She even has a way of looking "worried" or "concerned." I'm doing a little bit of pacing about myself these days. Not li...