Alfie has discovered the little lizards that abound in Florida. Alfe is also hunting them. He’s definitely getting his dog on. It’s good to see him enjoying dog type activities. It also indicates where he is developmentally as a “rescue” dog. It’s like baby’s first steps. We have had him for around five months now.
We got Alfie, a three year old rescue, in November of 2014. He has settled in with his “forever family”. He is Alfie 2.0 because he looks exactly like our previous black standard poodle name Alfie.
Although it surely is just “poodle” traits, he really does seem to be a combination of our to previouse standard poodles, Fletchie and Alfa Centauri.
Aside from the usual commands he has learned “cuddles” a call to our bed for a nap. (He is not allowed on our bed otherwise.) When he hears me get the microwave popcorn out he gets super excited and runs to tell my wife and back to me again and again until the corn is popped.
He is becoming more interested in other animal like squirrels, ducks, birds and cats. Actually, one cat, an old wite tom that Alfie loved to make loose its cool. Alfie Centauri did not play by the extablished dog/cat rules of engagement. He didn’t chase cats so that they could run away and up a tree where they could laugh at him with seperiority. No, Alfie initiated a new tupe of warfare. He would sneak up on the cat, and before the cat could run, he pounced and attacked from the air. It seems like this interspecies war shall continue. Don’t know if Alfie 2.0 will adopt the pounce attack strategy.
This is now his house, yard. street and neighborhood. If you don’t belong here he lets you know with a very deep and loud bark. So far, no one has come close enough to see if he would growl.
He has another bark too. He uses this particularly with the grandkids. He uses this to get them to play. Favorite game is hide and seek chase, catch me if you can.
He is currently is working on his AKA Rally designations. Here are some of the Rally things he has learned.
Trying to stay awake after a morning training for Rally.
to take it away from him.
Alflie was an old dog when he finally caught one of the squirrels that had tormented him his whole life. They would come up to our screemed in porch and chatter until he chased them and then up the tree out of his reach they would go. Well, whoever said that every dog has his day, can chalk this up as an example.
Alfie, I am so glad that you finally caught your tormentor before you left.
but a good run is better!
(even if it is just a lope)