Today Jerritt and I took a quick road trip down to Gainesville (I know, boo! Gator-country) to visit his sister, brother and their sweet puppy Mastiff, Gus Gus. Jerritt has seen Gus Gus more than a few times since Autumn got him as a baby but I had never had the privilege. I wanted to see him before he grew into his full adult bulk, so Jerritt and I loaded up the car and took a day trip to GatorTown.
Misha and Chloe accompanied us. Misha because she loves puppies and Jerritt wanted them to meet. Chloe came because, well, leaving 3 dogs at MoJo’s is a bit expensive even with an employee discount. Why couldn’t Paco and Tetsy come you ask? If you had been in the car the 10 minutes it took to get them to MoJo’s, you would fully understand. Though they do so for different reasons, they both howl, bark, cry and unleash unspeakable horrors in the car (I say unspeakable but I have blogged about both – Paco’s seat belt chewing and Tetsy’s pooping in the back). They are so bad together that the last time Jerritt and I tried to go out of town for the day, I almost gave up and headed home within the first 5 miles of leaving the house. So, even though Paco and Tetsy were welcome, it’s just too much to ask of us. 2 hounds, a Rottie and a Chloe in the car for 2 hours each way? No, sir, just can’t do it.
When we arrived we were greeted by a very sweet and very wrinkly faced Gus Gus. He’s got the best temperament I’ve ever seen in a dog. Playful but laid back, sweet but not overwhelming, and save for his apparent habit of playing tug-of-war with the couch cushions, he was very well behaved and well mannered for a puppy 🙂 Misha would have LOVED him. “Would have” because the house was sprinkled with bones, pigs ears and rawhides demanding her immediate attention (all of which elicited the “Arnold Eyes” – a term Jerritt coined to describe Misha’s expression when she sees something she really, really wants. Her eyes become really wide and somewhat crazy like Arnold Schwarzenegger’s do just seconds before he kills someone). She quickly made a stockpile and even found some treasure chest of bones in another room. Jerritt and I were puzzled and amused as Misha disappeared and reappeared with a new bone every couple of minutes. Chloe was in heaven too seeing as how she doesn’t get much of a chance with bones in our house of giants. Only poor Gus Gus didn’t seem too happy since he was sharing his house and his bones with these guests but didn’t stand a chance of earning their affections with all the edibles around.
Not even when a baby Rottie puppy came over would Misha be drawn away from her hard-earned prizes. And I have to emphasize that Misha LOVES puppies and LOVES other Rotties so this was surprising even to me! That is not to say that the puppy didn’t get any attention. Jerritt and I lavished plenty of kisses, hugs, belly rubs and baby talk to the sweetie and even made talk about getting our own Rottie puppy (though we have to keep reminding ourselves that we already have 4 dogs…)
All in all, it was a fun little trip. Misha and Chloe were good in the car (especially compared to their brothers), Gus Gus and Bella the Rottie were sweet as they could be and the hounds were happy and tired to see us from their day at MoJo’s. Not a bad way to spend a Sunday.