Among the great joys of sisterhood is the morning dog walk. Since I got Fozzie, this joy has been curtailed by the fact that he turns into a raving lunatic at the sight of most dogs, especially those with pointy ears, and especially those who, like Genghis, project largeness and confidence.
The other morning, we decided to give it a try anyway. One of our favorite walks is along Lake Artemisia.
Fozzie, Lamar and I got there a bit after my sister, so we set out along the trail and kept our eyes peeled for duckies, beavers, and other wildlife while we also scanned the trail for my sister and her little family unit.
There they were up in the distance! Time for Fozzie to start his delightful lunging and yodeling routine and for me to break out the tasty cheesy snacks.
Fozzie takes a while to settle down when he sees Genghis, but once he does we can walk behind them a ways without anyone freaking out too much.
Fozzie, what is it about Genghis that you find so threatening?
Not sure if we'll ever know. Maybe it is just the big face, the confidence. Or maybe Fozzie is just such a high-strung man that he can't figure out another way to interact with Genghis, and if we could figure out how to introduce them without anyone getting hurt, they could eventually learn to coexist happily.
Fozzie, you are a mystery bear! I hope I'm not just making you more high-strung and hyped-up with my efforts to socialize you. And I hope some day you can learn to just relax and enjoy a lovely walk with your extended family.