Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Good Day, Bad Day

Well Mom & Dad were home from work yesterday for President's Day (one day there will be a President's Day for our pal Tubey). So it started out as a Good Day. Dad took us to the park in the morning and we had fun. Then we all just sort of relax in the living room. Mom on the couch with the cats, Dad in his chair and Doofus and I on the floor. Funny how we always end up on the floor.

I've been a bit down lately cause I recently destroyed my most favoritest toy in the whole world, Bad Cuz. I chewed a hole in him and got the squeaker out, then I proceeded to bite off chunks of his body so Mom & Dad had to take it away from me. I really haven't know what do to with myself lately as this was my bestest toy.

After our afternoon family nap Mom had a surprise for me. Doofus and I got in the car and we went for a drive. Now I quickly realized we weren't going to the usually place (i.e. the dog park). Okay, I didn't realize it, I have no sense of direction, I'm a husky. The Doofus on the other hand always knows when we are going somewhere different in the car and he told me to be cool as this could either be something real fun or really bad (like the vet). The car finally stopped and guess where we were, if you guessed PetCo, you are right. Mom and I went right into the store. Doofus had to stay out side and sniff/pee on everything. Mom & I quickly located what we came for, a new Bad Cuz. Below is a picture of him for those of you who have not been lucky enough to have one. Notice his little horns, they are what makes him "Bad". Apparently you can also buy a Good Cuz, which doesn't have horns. Mom asked Dad, which we should get and Dad said that I was "more of a Bad Cuz kind of girl". I'm not sure whether I should take that as a compliment or not but whatever, I was just happy to get a new Bad Cuz.

bad cuz
"Bad Cuz"

So you would think that my day couldn't get any better but on the way home we stopped at the dog park. Yep that's right not only did Mom suggest that I get to go to PetCo to get a new Bad Cuz but she was also joining us at the dog park, which hasn't happen in awhile due to the cold.

And this is where my day went from Good to Bad (and I'm not referring to Bad Cuz). We got to the dog park and had gone through the first gate and were waiting at the second gate for Dad to take off our leashes, when I saw a dog that I just didn't like the look of. This very same dog had roughed me up a bit on our Saturday afternoon trip to the DP. I tried to tell Dad not to open the gate but it was too late. As soon as the gate opened, the mean dog was on me. Now I'm a husky, I like to play rough and Mom & Dad know what playing rough looks like. This was not playing rough. This was just plain vicious. The mean dog was growling and snarling and biting me and stuff. I tried to defend myself as best I could but he was definately winning the fight. Mom & Dad were trying to separate us. Finally Dad managed to land a good kick on the mean dog, which distracted him and allowed me a chance to escape. When Mom got to me she noticed some blood on the fur on my back so we immediately went home. Mom started to wash the blood off my back but couldn't find any actual bite marks. Seems that I did manage to protect myself and drew First Blood.

I was feeling kind of down at this point but Mom (like all good mommies) knew just the thing to cheer me up, Bad Cuz. Within a few mintues I had my new Bad Cuz looking just like my old Bad Cuz (minus the hole in his butt where I surgically removed his squeaker). Here is my handy work.

"Just the way I like him."


PS: Althea's Dad here. Please don't think that we condone hitting dogs as a means of training or punishment. However you have to do what you have to do to protect your children. The "mean dog's" owner was not nearby when the incident happened and I wasn't waiting around for her to get there. For those of you that take your dogs to dog parks, please spend your time watching your dog and be within close proximity to them at all times. Unfortunatley many people that go to dog parks think it is social hour for them and let their dogs do as they please while they are chit chatting with their friends. Needless to say the next time we see that dog at the park we will be turning around and heading home.


Turbo the Sibe said...

I'm sorry you got a bit roughed up, but I'm glad you're okay. And good work on the Bad Cuz!

MaconDawg'sWife, Sitka and Tia's BLAWG! said...

Yikes Althea! Good thing your mom got home and cleaned off the blood! My mom has gotton me one of those Bad Cuz toys - except it was around Halloween and it was a Mummy Cuz! I love it! I like how you tore off the feet. I never did that... well... not exactly! P.S. I can give you tips on how to lure the humans to give you the food you desire :) Thanks for posting on my blawg!

Steve, Kat, & Wilbur said...

Oh man, Althea, that stinks that you have an enemy at the park. A similar thing happened to me this weekend at the dog park. There I was, minding my own business, wrestling with Kat, when this other dog decided that he needed to wrestle me too. He was a grown up dog and just pinned me to the ground. My mom grabbed me by the collar and made me go to another part of the park. I don't think the other dog's humans like it because I heard them say, "They are just being dogs." However, my mom thought I was in a bad situation. (It was made worse by the fact that my own sister, my flesh and blood, decided to use the opportunity of the other dog holding me down to bite all over me. Sisters are trouble.) So now Mom and Dad just try to get us to play with each other and them and puppies instead of grown up dogs. My mom totally understands your dad defending you no matter what.

Good luck next time at the park,

PiratesGrrl said...

We're sorry to hear you had trouble but happy you're ok!

The Brat Pack

The Army of Four said...

Oh NO! Althea - are you OK? Should the 4 of us head over there and beat that dog up? Not that we know how... but Am and Dave are pretty big. I don't like someone messing with the beautiful ALTHEA!
I'd never heard of these Cuz toys - and now they're everywhere! I should ask mom to get me one. Or 4.
Play bows,

Holly said...

Your human did the correct thing! When it comes to protecting me I know my human would have gone for the football punt in order to save any of us! And then, she would have had some not-so-nice words for that other dog's human!

Glad you are ok, and not hurt. I think it's always a good thing that we have nice thick fur to protect us (except for our faces, which seem to be what usually gets the cuts - like Tubey)


Poseidon said...

Sorry about your bad day at the park! The last time I went there was a goldendoodle on a power trip and his stupid people didn't do anything about his behavior. All the other humans were busy controlling this other woman's dog. He didn't bother me, but he was really mean to all the other doggies.

I've got a good cuz, but I don't like it. I like it when he squeaks and when he's sailing through the air, but when he stops squeaking or stops flying I lose interest. I just don't really like toys. Mama says she should send my good cuz to a doggy who would appreciate it more, like one in rescue or the shelter.