Like most animals, including us humans, Ollie has his likes and dislikes. In his case, they are mostly likes. His list of likes goes something like this.
Going for walks.
All other dogs.
People with dogs.
A treat after dinner.
A dog biscuit late at night.
Fresh cold water in his bowl.
Getting in the river, whatever the weather.
The cat from next door, Alfie.
Riding in ‘his’ car.
Guests coming to the house.
Not unlike a child, he can sometimes be fickle. He will suddenly refuse to eat something that he has always previously enjoyed. He will neglect a favourite toy for no good reason, and after always being happy to fetch a ball thrown in the house, he will just stop bothering to go after it. His list of dislikes is not so long, but I was reminded of some of them during today’s walk.
Traffic going past.
Being on his lead.
Most cats except Alfie. (See above)
Me reading a magazine or book.
A small lady who walks around the meadow. She is scared of dogs, and he must sense it, as he always growls at her, and has to be told off.
Her walking companion, a man with a stick.
A lady with very bright red hair.
A very old man who tries to pat him.
During today’s walk in lovely sunshine, I was unlucky enough to encounter three of the above. The small lady who is scared, her companion with the stick, and the very old man who tries to pat him. Sure enough, Ollie growled at them all, and had to be reprimanded.
I suppose that I should be grateful that the lady with very bright red hair stayed at home.