Learning to be a big dog.


Brandi can climb the circular staircase to the Geezer’s office.

 

Brandi is growing up! How do I know that? Obviously, she’s getting bigger! Brandi was born on May 28. So, at 5.5 months she’s up to 51 pounds. The Geezer and Mrs. G. drove all the way to Pennsylvania to get her the 3rd of August. She weighed in at ten, a real flyweight. That is the same weight as Missy, our resident feline. When Brandi first arrived the two of them played together as equals. Mrs. G had no worries…then! The five to one size ratio has changed that. Brandi has decided that the cat should like to play tumble, a game where the dog plays the ‘tumblor’ and the cat plays the ‘tumblee.’ She rolls the cat around on the floor with her nose. The cat seems unconcerned. Not so Mrs. G.

Brandi on August 4th

Mischievous Missy, Brandi’s playmate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Brandi is smart and learns very fast. She learned to ring a bell to tell the Geezer to let her out in just 4 days. She’s learned not to chase cars, trailers, and trucks…She caught one standing still and it did not roll over like Missy. She knows the sound of her food dish being touched. Where her food is stored. The sound of the refrigerator opening means eating time. The drawer where her treats are kept. Which person is most likely to drop something from the table while eating. Do you see a recurrent theme? She sits, presents her paw on demand, stays (when watched), and comes always hoping there’s a treat in it for her.

Brandi rings the bell. She’s not driving away witches. She’s ringing her potty bell

 

Brandi sitting, hoping for a treat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What hasn’t she learned? The world is not a chew toy. Putting her paws on people’s chests to do the rumba isn’t winning friends or influencing humans. The toilet is not the fountain of youth. Fifty pound lap dogs are only popular if they lie still, and don’t try to eat buttons, sleeves, arms, and boobs. Jumping over a couch is not parallel to becoming a feminist aviator like Emilia Earhart. Shoes, bras, and underwear don’t fall into any food group. No is a word the cancel-culture hasn’t cancelled.

Brandi made her first trip to one of the Geezer’s book events. She made the four hour journey to Cocoa Beach and Hello Again Books! She got to see him in action talking about his book Blue Water, Red Blood and hear his presentation about how the Florida 1928 hurricane actual caused the birth of the LVT…the Marines primary landing craft in WWII. Most importantly, she didn’t get into trouble.

The Geezer is doing many of his presentations from our home via Zoom. He likes Zoom because it gives him the opportunity to make his presentations to groups all over the nation. Visit his webpage at   www.dlhavlin.com  and use the contact link to find out about him doing one for your group. He’ll be at the Mixon Holiday Festival this Saturday from 9 to 3. It’s located at 2525 27th Street East, Bradenton, FL. At 1 PM will be doing a presentation on Edison’s life in Florida. Look for a sign reading DL Havlin…he’s not the Geezer at book events.

Opps! I’m going to have to leave. Brandi’s chewing on the electric co….

 

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