Monday, July 27, 2009

Dog With a Mission!


(But without a clue...)



We've read in several books that dogs have more fun if they have a "job" to do (appropriate to their breed). With Rufus'... er, well-diversified bloodlines, there are quite a few tasks to choose from. Our relative distance from any substantial water-source (along with his odd fear of his wading pool) bumps him from dock-dog work, and there aren't any sheep or cattle nearby for us to (well, legally) herd. And Schutzhund is right out, until someone gets a lot better attention-span and discipline. Which leaves the sled dog in his husky genes, and the war dog in his shepherd blood. Hey, carrying stuff can't be too bad!

Thus the mental conversation in my head went at the local pet store, at least. The end result was that Rufus got his first official backpack! Now he can adventure with us in style, and feel like he's holding up his part of the work. Or at least holding a couple of his toys, some poop-scooping bags and a treat or two.



Although he frequently lapses into episodes where he thinks his backpack is some clever "solitaire-tug-of-war" toy, most of the time Rufus seems to really enjoy it. Once he's a little stronger, I might add some weight in the form of a couple of freezer-packs to keep him cool. Given the volume-to-weight ratio of water, though, I may be toting the refreshments for the forseeable future.



There's plenty of room for him to grow into his trusty backpack for now. If he keeps on enjoying it, I might trick it out with some fun "adventure dog" stuff. Looking at the basic pattern of it, I'm thinking that when the weather gets cool enough, I may have to try my hand at making him a suit of hundepanzer (dog armor) as well - if only for a photo shoot.

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