DOGS ARE FAMILY
As I had told in previous article, Einstein was a very quiet dog. He would approach people without barking or growling. His being stealthy did cause some concern for me. I never worried about anyone breaking into my home, but with Einstein`s trait of not barking a lot, my concern was he would introduce himself to the unwanted guest before he would wake me up.
Once I had a couple of friends from California that came to Tucson for work one weekend. Instead of staying at a hotel they asked if they could stay at my place. One used the guest bedroom and the other crashed on the couch.
The second night about two in the morning I was awakened by noises coming from the living room. Hearing crashing sounds, I started to get out of bed, when Einstein came trotting in the bedroom and laid down on the opposite of the bed. Everything went quiet, so I went back to sleep.
In the morning, I asked my friend what had happened. This is what he related to me.
He said that he stayed up late watching a movie, finally turning off the TV about 1:30 in the morning. Falling asleep shortly afterwards, he awoke because he could not breath. When he opened his eyes, he saw was two eyes and a nose about two inches from his face. Einstein was sitting on his chest and had his front paws pinning down his shoulders. That when he jumped up Einstein and he crashed into the coffee table. I guess Einstein was just checking out who was sleeping in the living room.
Dog owners love their dogs. Most people consider them as family or their children. Having own many dogs during my life time, I found like most people I had one dog that was my all-time favorite.
My favorite dog`s name was Einstein. I acquired Einstein from a private party. Don`t remember why but I got to choose the first pick of litter. The mother was a shepherd with brown and black markings. All the pups had her color markings except one. This male was a blonde color.
Watching the pups nurse, I saw him grab one of the other pups and pull them off, so he could eat. Right then I knew which dog I wanted. Selecting the blonde one, I named him Einstein.
The father was a fence jumper. They never saw him and weren`t sure what type of dog it was. But as he grew up it was concluded that dad was probably a coyote. Einstein was an amazing dog. He had some unique traits.
First, he was very quiet. If he barked, it meant someone was standing at the door. People could walk down the street. People or other animals could even walk up the sidewalk or driveway and Einstein would not make a sound. But when they got to the door, he would bark just one time to alert me that someone was there.
As an owner of dogs, I always believed in open feeding. Making sure they always had food and water, when ever they wanted it. Einstein normally ate around one or two in the morning never during the day.
Another characteristic he had was his eyes, his nickname was dead eyes. Usually with dogs, you can look at their eyes and get some kind of reading on what they are thinking or how they are feeling. But Einstein`s eyes were the same all the time. When he looked at you it was as if he was looking through you. When people first met him, they would be very cautious. People could not get reading on what he was going to do. Einstein would just look at them and go lay down someplace just across the room or down the hall. Out of the way, but close enough just in case.