Right now, my shoe.
This is his standard. Loves a pat, but love his own space to sleep. Can’t even get a couch cuddle for more than 30s until he plonks off and sleeps on the cold floor. Maybe up in the snow this season he’ll be forced to cuddle me, but his breed is made for sleeping out in the snow so probably not.
Edit: He’s moved further away to colder floor :( And no, it’s not hot. It’s 8C (46F).
Aussie Shepard? That could literally be my dog in your photo.
Does yours also shed 4 dogs worth of hair every day?
His breed is a dog. Ha, really that’s how it translates. The breed is a Finnish Lapphund. “Hund” is German for “a dog” and the rest is just geographical, where Lappi is Finnish for the Lapland region in the far north parts of Finland. So he’s “a dog from Lapland in Finland”.
But anyway, shedding. Double-coated breed (obviously since homeland is in the Arctic Circle). Really active herder/working breed that handles Australian summer temps totally fine (he’s camped in 43C). But also in the alpine region he’ll choose to go into the howling wind, dig a pit in the snow, and sleep there like it’s heaven.Super minimal shedding all year round, basically nothing.
“But how is that possible?”
The answer is October. He “explodes” the undercoat over a few weeks and it’s fucking insane. It just keep fucking dropping. I don’t know where it all comes from! After that, he just stops growing more until it starts cooling again. Imagine this brushing damned near daily for 2-3 weeks.
His natural version of taking off the ski jacket, jumper, shirt, and thermals to get down to the shorts and singlet I guess.
Haha yeah. It’s from a really old Pearl kit from the 60s that I’ve had since I was 6 after finding it at a garage sale. It sounds gorgeous, especially for jazz. Unfortunately I can’t set it up where I am at the moment but we needed a coffee table, so a $10 second-hand piece of glass later, ta-da!
When I had dogs, in my childhood, mine would try to sleep with me, and my sister’s with her. I say “try” because if our parents noticed it they’d prevent it. But it was cute, as if they associated both of us with different packs, and knew which pack they belonged to.
No one.
Our one-year-old pup was genuinely upset about having to sleep in the same room as us on a weekend trip to the countryside.
At home he sleeps in the study and kicks up a fuss if anyone disturbs him by existing in ‘his’ room after 10 pm.
//Edited for basic grammar because proofreading is not my forte.
Me. He doesn’t mind being with my partner, but the dog follows me around the house, sits/sleeps on my lap, sleeps on my side of the bed, waits on the front verandah for me to come back from the shops. He’s supposed to be her dog, but we all know who he loves the most.
My dog sleeps in his crate. The door to the crate is never closed, he just chooses to sleep in there because he likes it.
