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jlf1961 -> The philosophy of Kera (8/6/2016 7:59:17 AM)
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For those who do not know, Kera is a high content, Mexican Gray wolf hybrid that came into my life in 2013, and is a rescue. When she arrived she was 35 pounds underweight and had 3 bullet wounds, and recovering from surgery to remove her uterus due to a massive infection.
I was also told by my vet that she might not survive.
Well she did, and since has proven to be both a joy and challenge.
Some of the 'joys' she has brought to my life include:
1) Waking me up at 3AM to go outside and bark/howl/grumble at the local owl.
2) Making her thoughts known on the arrangement of furniture in the house, either vocally or by parking her butt on said piece of furniture to prevent it from being moved.
The best example of this was when my sister decided to move an area rug.
Kera pounced into the middle of the rug and refused to move, being very vocal about the fact she was happy with it being right where it was.
Moving an area rug that is 12 by 16 with a 100 pound dog in the middle of it is challenging to say the least (of course my getting video of the affair instead of trying to help my sister move the rug was anything but a help.)
3) Now, she loves air conditioning, and considering the thickness of her coat, spends little time outside during the heat of the day.
This does not prevent her from being active.
She and my pit will hold races in the house and both seem to agree that the couch is best laying on it back. Of course when kera does her impression of an aircraft landing on a carrier (the couch is the carrier) she moves the couch (takes three people to left the damn thing) a good six feet per landing (this leads to interesting marks on the wood floor.)
4) After her daily brushing, it is advisable to immediately tie up and remove the trash bag from the can and take it out. You see, Kera will reach into the can, remove just her fur that you have spent 30 minutes getting off her, and deposit it on the floor.
She will not take food or food wrappers out of the can, just her fur.
5) Coffee is to be shared, if you leave your cup unattended, she will drink it.
6) Blankets do not belong on the bed IF someone is sleeping on the bed. Kera will pull the blankets off you at odd times just to be a prankster. She then gathers them into a pile, and sits on them grinning at you. A grinning wolf at 3AM is a sight to behold, especially on cold winter nights.
7) She will also pull the pillows from under your head while you sleep.
8) She can open the back door to go out (even close it since I put a rope on it) so she can go out and do her thing without human aid. However, she will insist on an escort to the door, which she opens herself.
9) Daddy has to be present during debates with owls at 3AM.
10) Music must be playing during the night.
While this may sound like a good thing, Kera has specific tastes in music. Strangely enough, traditional Celt music is best at night, heavy metal during the day.
12) If Kera does not like what is on tv, the solution is to unplug the tv. If there is a piece of furniture in front of the plug, move the furniture and then unplug the tv.
13) the proper way to sit on couches is to sit on the arm of the couch, unless the couch has been knocked onto its back, then it does not matter where you sit on it.
14) She is well aware of her size, but still thinks she is a lap dog, especially during thunderstorms. One day I hope to manage to have someone take a picture of her trying to sit on my lap while I am at my computer desk.
15) Sleeping under daddy's desk is the best place in the world, but only if daddy is trying to use his desk.
And there are a few things I have discovered about kera.
Parents know that infants have the ability to reach anything, even items that are clearly beyond the reach of their arms. Kera has the same ability. I dont care where you put something, she can reach it, even if she cant actually see it from the floor.
While Kera can and does dispense ice from the fridge (she carries the cubes to the water dish on hot days) she cannot use the same paw to turn on a coffee pot.
She also knows how to flush the toilet, but only when I am in the shower (this was solved by changing the door knob on the bathroom door.)
There can be a house full of people, but the only one qualified to escort her to the door when she wants to go out is Daddy.
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