When the weather forecast called for snow, we were excited to see how our boisterous bloodhound would do. She’s 14 months old now and has been part of our family since March, and she’s never really had a chance to see a substantial snowfall.
As it turns out, Daisy Duke is a snow dog in every sense of the word.
Bloodhounds love to investigate their surroundings, so sometimes new things get them all fired up. Combine that curious nature with her desire to play and we got what we hoped.
After we turned her loose in the eight inches or so our backyard received, she turned into a snow-driven maniac. There she was, running full speed, jumping into drifts, flopping around in the fluffy white and even catching snowballs in her mouth — an eating them. It was a new experience, a winter wonderland, and our 85-pound pup was full of wonder.
At times, she looked like an icebreaker in the Arctic, plowing her way through the frozen yard. It was fun to watch as she discovered something new, something she really enjoyed.
All the activity wore her out but good. As the saying goes, a tired hound is a happy hound, and she was very happy.
While she loved the snow, she didn’t show much Christmas spirit a couple of weeks later. This was Daisy Duke’s first Christmas with us and she seemed less than impressed with the frivolity of it all, especially after she realized we didn’t put the tree up for her to nibble.
We tried to get a Christmas picture with her wearing a Santa hat. We would have had better luck trying to catch sound in our hands. They don’t make a camera lens fast enough to get a still shot of a dog who doesn’t want to wear a hat.
We did manage to trick her with her present, and while she was deciding where to finish chewing her bone, we sneakily put a bow on her head. One picture later, the bow was gone, but her Christmas moment — and her apparent disdain for the holiday — had been captured.
While all this excitement was going on, Daisy Duke was still going to school at GymDog. Her teacher, Kat, continues to amaze us with what she can get a usually wild bloodhound to do during our weekly sessions.
Our dog is a very good student. However, recent classes have taught me that I am not. Daisy Duke listens to Kat and learns all the commands she is taught. We are supposed to work with her at home every day, but sometimes we don’t make the time to do the homework we have been assigned.
Maybe Daisy Duke should be taking me to school.
One New Year’s resolution will be to make more time to continue to train her at home because when we put in the work, Daisy Duke provides the results.
Come to think of it, that’s kind of the essence of having any pet.
In the meantime, Daisy Duke says let it snow.