I would like to introduce you to Shaye. He travelled all the way by car, from Tweed Heads, far North Coast of NSW, on the Queensland border to Sydney, to his new home. Tweed Heads was once a thriving little metropolis, mainly because of the Leagues Club. Queensland, for many years, had no poker machines. So there was an exodus every day of every year of people crossing over the border to play the pokies. Of course now Queensland has caught up well and truly with the rest of the gambling states and poker machines seem to be everywhere you go. I imagine this had a dramatic effect eventually on the club at Tweed Heads, but perhaps it was welcomed by those that live there. Some peace, some space in their own club.
When Shaye arrived that day, he was this cute little golden coloured ball of fluff and weighed 3kg. He had a lovely soft coat, with floppy ears and fat short legs with big feet. His little tongue stuck out through his teeth and he looked just adorable. He didn't however smell so good after having been shut up in a cage in a car for quite a few hours in the heat. It wasn't too long after he arrived that I had him in a bath. His coat doesn't soak up water so he is very easy to dry off. He looks soaked through, but he isn't.
The first night in his new home he slept with my granddaughter (who stayed the night as she couldn't bear to leave him once she met him) and woke her up early pulling her hair. He does that most times he sees her as he loves anything that is dangling that he can grab hold of. He is a biter sometimes and that bothers me. My arms have been full of bites and scratches, but they seem to be healing up so obviously he isn't as bad as he was. I figure he thinks we are like his siblings and that we should play like he does and bite. However we don't, so the quicker he learns it's not acceptable behaviour the better. He is learning what NO means, but he is obstinate and will continue doing what he is told NO about when he thinks you aren't watching.
He is like any baby. Everything goes in his mouth that he finds on the ground, no matter what it is. I'm continually fishing out stones and sticks and leaves and flowers from his little mouth. Fortunately he lets me most of the time without causing any strife. He does on occasion growl though and go to nip in warning. That shows he has some spirit anyhow and he stands his ground, which is good. Golden Retrievers don't have a high rating as a guard dog, but in all other areas they do rate high. In spite of his size, which has increased now to 10kg one day short of 3 months old, I have read they are a house dog. He will, by all statistics anyhow that I've seen, grow to around 37kg so he will be a big boy. They grow in length more than they do in height.
Shaye has a love of water and wherever there is water, even in a dish to drink from, he will have his feet in it spilling it all over the floor. He will then lay in the water and go to sleep. He even lays next to his water bowl asleep with an ear hanging in the bowl. I bought a large plastic container, not deep, and filled it with water. It's too big for him to tip over, and that's his pool. Whenever he goes outside he runs straight to it and lies in it. So, of course, coming back inside means the wipe down with the towel. Play time!
It's very hot in Sydney. First day of January 2006 and it's 45c in the carport in shade. Tomorrow is supposed to be around 28c so that will be a wonderful respite. The last week all we have been able to do is stay out of the heat, inside, with fans and the a/c on, in an attempt to keep cool. I feel very sorry for anyone who has to be out in the heat or that doesn't have cooling. Shaye has found that staying in the study near me is the best spot as that's where the a/c is located and it must be 10 degrees at least cooler than the rest of the house.
Shaye has a basket full of toys and he loves them, giving them all a turn to be chewed and tossed around. He learned to play with a ball very quickly and retrieves it back to you. However, his attention span is short so the ball is often forgotten as he pursues activities with another toy. He loves his fluffy blue bear and his squeaky soft plastic chook, and his soft, stuffed Santa. He also loves shoes and socks so he has his own in the hope he will leave others alone. Of course I'm kidding myself. Any shoes or socks left lying around are open slather for him to chew. He also likes to chew the legs on my chair at my desk and I don't mind as it stops him from chewing my feet or legs. His little teeth are like needles and make puncture wounds and at my age, draw blood easily, so I have to be careful of them.
Shaye is an Irish male christian name and it means courteous, hawk-like and stately. I think I chose a good name for him as I know he is going to grow into a grand dog that will be much loved. He isn't Scrubber and I don't compare them except to see things in him that were in Scrub. My daughter wonders if he is Scrub incarnated. If he is, then he will be a champion mate for me. I've found that when he is just home here with Bryan and me he is really no problem. When we have visitors he becomes a bit hyper and often ends up outside because he starts biting everyone. I think he reacts to whoever is around him and how they are reacting to him. Interesting to observe a little person or a puppy or a kitten. A nice way to idle away a hot day in Sydney.