Sunday, September 21, 2008

Freak Spaniel


Sarasota is a land of many dogs, and their owners like to take them everywhere. People think they're bordering on rock star status strolling the downtown Saturday farmer's market with their pooches. Or jogging at City Island with their leashed labs, retrievers and boxers.

I have to admit that I'm a little jealous since Flanders isn't a socialite; we spend our time walking on nature trails since she's a one-family sort of dog. As a former street dog who doesn't trust, there just isn't any room in her life for new people outside the circle.

But there's one dog that adds a whole new meaning to the word "freak." Springer spaniels are hyper and somewhat disjointed by nature. But my parents' young spaniel Katy is off the charts, ladies and gentlemen.

When you first walk into the house, she's choking on her own larynx in excitement, making a frightening gasping noise that alerts you to the fact that something is just slightly off kilter.
After the original excitement of your presence wears off, she sometimes pulls a move called a "run and sweep." Running at the speed of light, she jumps up takes a soft bite at one of your hands and then continues past you. ...Only to turn around and repeat a run and sweep in the other direction. She pulls something similar if you take her for a walk. Except the run and sweeps are aimed at invisible squirrels on either side of the road, far up into the yards of the neighbors.

Katy likes to look at you with an air of calm intelligence--just before lunging at your face to take a "friendly" nip. Her moodiness is unprecedented in the world of dogs; it's catlike in nature. And my mother refers to her as SRB (spoiled rotten bitch) because the dog is, well, a complete snob.
Dressed up in a purebred spaniel hair cut, a leather collar, and a gait that rivals any best-in-show, Katy is ready for the cover of Vogue (in looks, not in lady like behavior). She even has special poop bags to collect the fertilizer she deposits on the too-green lawns in her neighborhood. Publix grocery bags just don't cut it for Katy.

In essence, the SRB spaniel is reason number 2,000 you should get your dog from the pound. I can't imagine this superfreak walking down Main Street on a Saturday morning, or any morning.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Katricia's agility training is paying off with her jumping techniques. After this weekend she is obviously ready for the water course. Love, Kaley