Cody is a 1 and 1/2 year old lab/golden mix we adopted about a year ago. Pete and I like to call him "DUG" because he is exactly like Dug the golden retriever from the movie UP personality wise. We find ourselves constantly acting as ventriloquists using the voice of Dug to share Cody's thoughts. "I have just met you and I love you," "Please be my prisoner," "Oh boy, oh boy, a ball!" and "Hi there!" are just some lines we are convinced Cody thinks each day.
He's never met a person he didn't love, but he LOVES TOO MUCH. In fact, he's an 85+ pound dog who will lay on you like he's the size of a chihuahua and then lick your face off.
(In Dug voice: "I love you so much I want to eat your face.")
He doesn't just love people. He loves things, especially things he shouldn't have. He's "loved on" things like Kylie's toys, a bottle of natural cleanse, and water balloons. (You can imagine the looks we got laughing while examining his rainbow poop on a walk.) Oh, and he consumed pyrex. He actually ate glass pieces of broken pyrex because he wanted the brownies that happened to be sitting on our counter in pyrex.
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| Kylie's doll meets its demise a la"Dug" |
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| Bye bye, natural cleanse. At least you're fertilizing our backyard now. |
The good news is that:
A.) He eats inappropriate things less and less
B.) He tends to take "bad boy" items to the bay window to eat them, so we need only walk straight to the window when we get home.
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| Cody pictured here in said window with a demolished fireman's hat of K's. |
(In DUG voice with ears back: "I ate your shoes when you were gone because I love you.")
The bad news is that
A.) He loves children so much, they either love him right back or they're scared of him because he's so big and wants to be close to them. This is problematic when we're nearing a home visit for our adoption, and more importantly, when we are anticipating a child(ren) infant-3 years old. He would never hurt anyone (doesn't have a mean bone in his furry body) and he's around children all the time. However, we've been scratching our heads wondering if we should "suck it up" and hire someone to train him where we've failed -- to teach him to contain his love.
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| Watching over K as she sleeps.
I'll admit... I've tried a variety of Cesar Millan noises ("Pchhhhh!" "Kchhhh!" "Psaaaa!") while tapping his shoulder trying to get him to contain his excitement for kids, but he only thinks I'm playing with him. "I'm the pack leader here," I tell him. He just responds with a look that translates into Dug's voice: "You are my master, and I love you. Now please move so I can lick that tiny person."
I wish we were buds with Cesar Millan and could have him over for a BBQ. Pete could grill something fabulous, I could put out a nice spread, Ky could show him her sweet moves on the trampoline, Bella could show him that we have successfully raised a good dog on our own, and maybe he could give us advice how to calm "Dug" a bit without dimming that special sparkle he has.
What are your thoughts? We'd love to hear them. Is our overly loving dog something we should worry about as we get one step closer to adoption? To be continued as I share the bad news B., which involves diapers...
(yes, that was just A!)
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