So it turns out that Leo, who is part shepherd and parts unknown, lives just up the street from us. I used to work with Leo's human dad. Dieter first met Leo a few months ago, on our front lawn. Both dogs were on leashes and they seemed to hit it off. And there was a lot of the shepherd talking going on. A woman I met at a dog event once said: "whenever shepherds meet, they instinctively know they're of the same breed and start talking up a storm." So Leo and Dieter were really getting into it: Ah-ooo ooo ooo. Woo woo woo. Yipe, yipe, yipe (not a literal translation, but my best attempt at what it sounded like they were saying).
Heel, heel. |
All went well, so off came the leashes. There was lots of mad dashing and running around, with Dieter herding poor Leo. Dieter outweighs Leo (78 lbs to about 60 lbs), but Leo is self-assured enough to let Dieter know when he's had enough. "Ok, dude. Stop with the body checks. Oh, and would you please get your cold nose out of my behind?" To the right is an example of Dieter's herding technique.
It really went quite well--I swear Dieter was giving Leo the equivalent of a speed-reading tour of his back yard. "This is a rose bush, and this is a leaf, and this is a bird bath, and this is a gazing ball, and that's a weed, and that's another leaf, and this is my favorite spot to go potty. Nice, eh?"
Mine. All mine. |
So we've got to have some more of these play dates. It's great socialization for both dogs. And it's good to know that Dieter tries to be a good citizen canine.
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