When I was searching for a breed, which I was going to buy as a substitute of a Tibetian spaniel, I was charmed with small pugs. I was quite captivated that they are told not to bark much, they rather only foreshadow barking. My small Tibetian spaniel bitch was called “barkleader”, somebody in the street just sad few words, rang the bell or something just brushed along and she immediately started to bark as mad and she also made the bassets in a yard bark. Since our neighbours who live next doors are cretins and they dislike dogs (even just by sight), it was discomforting. That was the reason why I was looking for something different. I used to considered a pug to be a slowly, calm doggie who only keeps sitting a breathing in a corner on a cold place during summer. So they seemed to me at least when I was gazing on them the exhibition.
God, how wrong I was. When the small pug came to us we found after a few hours out that it was something we hadn’t have here before and we were just staring.
The small pug is a devil quilted in a dogskin.
Every ordinary puppy runs for a half an hour and then sleeps for three hours. Šerynka slept for a half an hour and she raised hellas hand of a plague. And so she went still round and round in circles. She completely washed us out and then she looked about for another prey.
My colleague from work came to us to have a look at the dog and she immediately named the dog after Fitipaldi. The pug pounced her, she ran throw the corridor. From the middle of the corridor she began to break using her flank. She slid towards my colleague on her bum and climbed my colleague’shead and there she enthusiastically tore her hair. She is good at trimming.
Within less than a month the pug ruined the antique furniture. The flower she couldn’t reach according to my opinion was knocked down and scattered all over the kitchen by the dog. Simply ‘darling’. If I had bought the dog on my ownwe would have to pick up our traps after 14 days and leave home. But because the dog was bought half by my husband and half by my son theydid as if nothing had happened.
A friend of mine told me that two pugs went to jump agility to a drill field. If she had told me that before the purchase I would have never believed that.
Šerynka runs in a yard as mad and every day she completely washes out two BASSETS. Her first prey is Werunka and after she gives her the finishing blow she runs amuck on Lesíček and gets to grips with him. She tires dogskin on a neck, ears, she also tires sands, tail, no matter anything. I wonder that Lesíček is patient enough, it is a 5-year-old dog. Werunka is still a mooncalf. She keeps distance to another dogs, they are not well disposed for her games. She is runs around Prim in a safe distance, she runs in curve eight around him and stares like at tennis, dully from right to left, now and again she indicates an assault. Lesíček would like to catch her, but he has no chance. Najty dislikes her and Šerynka knows that. But once she nipped on her tail by mistake. That was a horror, Najty nearly had haemorrhage because of that, she sprang half metre in the air and nearly strangled her. Now Šery first take a view of a tail to nip on to know whose stock it is.
Choice of a pray
Pray is chosen, he will gape what I can
I’ll tear him to peaces
He is telling some bilge, I’ll strangle him like a rat
He has enough now, what about the other beast
Yes, she was cheeky, she’ll get it warm
The puppies are funny. They are four now, they already weight 9kg. When I first let them come to Šery, they ran amuck on her at a blow and in this moment she was defeated and lay on her back as a beetle PYTLÍK. Because she is a smart dog-girl, she made out a trick. She lures away one puppy form the pack by skipping and jumping and then she gets to grips with this puppy and washes it out. Then she goes fetch another puppy to do the same with it. We have a free of charge cinema. With Julinka it is worse, she is 6 months old and I call her bull in a china shop. She is so lanky and an unfledged cub as for her behaviour. Simply a hebetic dog. Šerda also tries to incite her, but it is equal here, a draw. Šerda directly tires her muffle, he knows it is where it pains mostly, but Julka doesn’t put up with it so easily. She clutches her leg or paw or even a dogskin and pulls her (while skidding) throw the yard. Strange. It must cause pain to both of them but they both gamely keep and dally with each other almost daily.
When we walked out to firs exhibition it was an experience. So many dogs. Šerynka was in trance and the bigger dog the more she went off at the mouth. I had to tamer her damn much. I dislike this. When we then made an extraordinary trip by bus to Montenegro, she chose a Tibetian bandog that was quite dangerous and was about to scoff her or at least to nip on her ankle. She couldn’t understand that in that case it was a risk to life. Well at home it is possible to scourge the beasts (quasi the chosen ones) composedly. Why is it impossible here? What the oversized skunks actually think they are? I am though a molos-shaped doggy, so I am a king.
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