Shameless Selfie
This is my grandson’s dog. He was homeless after a hurricane hit the Philippines two years ago and hundreds of homeless dogs were shipped to the US. He is a mutt and was a puppy when my grandson got him.
The dog lives in the Fraternity House at the University of Virginia with fourteen other boys. His official name is ‘Aries’ and (being part pit bull) he certainly has ramming capability. If you face him and call him he will run into you at full speed and ram you. My grandson rough houses with him like that. I barely kept my feet the first time. And now back to the story.
Almost every fraternity brother has a different name for him, so he answers to ‘Little Boy’, ‘Bongo’, ‘Binky’ ‘Big Bully,’ and several others. He stayed on with my daughter after my grandson left the other day.
I gave him a ride in the Kawasaki Mule the other day to see how he would like it. I created a Mule Monster. Whenever my daughter lets him out, if I am outside, he goes and sits in the Mule. “Come on, lets go for a walk!” just illicits one of those ‘cocked head’ stares. He has already figured out it is better to ride than to run beside the Mule. He won’t get out unless I get out, or he is afraid he will miss a ride. He just sits up on the seat as big as you please.
The Sorority House next door to the Frat house was broken into over Easter Break. My grandson and one other Frat brother and Aries were upstairs in bed. All of a sudden Aries let out some loud barks and barreled down the stairs. Sure enough a window was broken and two guys had gotten in. They made a quick retreat when they saw and heard the dog coming down the steps. So, he does earn his keep.
I will miss him when he leaves later today.
Shameless Selfie
This is my grandson’s dog. He was homeless after a hurricane hit the Philippines two years ago and hundreds of homeless dogs were shipped to the US. He is a mutt and was a puppy when my grandson got him.
The dog lives in the Fraternity House at the University of Virginia with fourteen other boys. His official name is ‘Aries’ and (being part pit bull) he certainly has ramming capability. If you face him and call him he will run into you at full speed and ram you. My grandson rough houses with him like that. I barely kept my feet the first time. And now back to the story.
Almost every fraternity brother has a different name for him, so he answers to ‘Little Boy’, ‘Bongo’, ‘Binky’ ‘Big Bully,’ and several others. He stayed on with my daughter after my grandson left the other day.
I gave him a ride in the Kawasaki Mule the other day to see how he would like it. I created a Mule Monster. Whenever my daughter lets him out, if I am outside, he goes and sits in the Mule. “Come on, lets go for a walk!” just illicits one of those ‘cocked head’ stares. He has already figured out it is better to ride than to run beside the Mule. He won’t get out unless I get out, or he is afraid he will miss a ride. He just sits up on the seat as big as you please.
The Sorority House next door to the Frat house was broken into over Easter Break. My grandson and one other Frat brother and Aries were upstairs in bed. All of a sudden Aries let out some loud barks and barreled down the stairs. Sure enough a window was broken and two guys had gotten in. They made a quick retreat when they saw and heard the dog coming down the steps. So, he does earn his keep.
I will miss him when he leaves later today.