Dakota, AKA THE KING

 

I know that a lot of us have the smartest

dogs out there.....but I for one have never owned

one like this one. He is amazing, funny, rotten,

set in his ways, rude, self centered......after all

he is THE KING!

 

 

I got Dakota from my daughter. She thought that

my grandson Caleb needed a dog but

they moved shortly after that and could not

have animals where they were moving.

 

 

He was 6 months old then. He is now 5.5 yrs old.

And I was only going to have him for a few weeks

while they found him a home. All the time I

kept saying, I am not keeping this dog, I

don't want a dog, I don't need a dog...etc.

 

But he has brought me laughter and I really

do love him.

 

When I had sugery in August for my rotator cuff

I upset Dakota's routine. And he hates his routine

to be messed up. It threw him off when I came home

from surgery and we stayed a week with my Mom.

 

After  a couple of days at Mom's he settled down. But since

I was sleeping in the recliner but Dakota would

sleep on Mom's bed, right across from me, and facing me.

Was going to make sure I did not move without him

knowing. It took awhile for me to realize, in his

mind, he was taking care of me.

 

It was not until we returned home that I realized. Dakota

has always followed me from room to room but

after surgery, he followed me from one piece of

furniture to the other. If I was in the recliner, he had

to be up there with me, if I moved to the couch, he

he came. And if I sat in the other chair where I had the

laptop at, he had to be on the back of that.

 

After 4 weeks of wearing that immoblizing sling I was able

to come out of that. Dakota continued his "sticking" to me

for another day, then he stopped. I could be on the chair and he

on the couch. That is when I really realized. He knew,

he knew I was not well and he wanted to be near me.

 

I love that dog!

 

Dakota things he is a BIG DOG.....BIG AND
BAD. But there is a cat that visits that just

will not take anything off that dog.

 

Here Dakota slowly walked up to the cat thinking

that the cat would run. When the cat did not move and

just stared at him, he finally tucked in the tail, and

lowered the head, walking off.

 

 

 

 

You would think that he never gets fed. When he eats

he will turn over his bowl with his paw and

lick the sides and bottom.

 

 THE KING is playing with a balloon in

this pic. You throw the balloon up and he takes

his nose and hits it up again.....he is

waiting for it to come back down here so

he can hit it back up.

 

LOL....I love this shot.

Merry Christmas!

 

 

Dakota and I have spent time at my brothers

when they go out of town so that someone

is taking care of the animals. There is one

animal that Dakota would like to have for dessert.

 

 

Here we were playing...

 

He loves the snow.

 

Whoops." Mom, I did not do it"..

and the favorite toy is gone.

 

Dakota has his likes and dislikes. Although he likes

Kibbles and Bits, there are a couple of flavored BITS

he don't like....and he takes them out of the

bowl and sits them aside.

 

After a long hard play day at

Granny's doggie day care (my Mom's).

He goes there everyday...just like making

a day care run every morn and every evening.

 

I paint with oils. My pallet paper usually sits on a tv tray

next to my work table. One day the edge of the paper

was hanging off the side and Dakota walked under it....

pulling it down on him. Look, he hangs his head in

shame.

Paint on the ear! 

 

This is THE KING riding up front on the console of

my friends Corvette. Yep.....THE KING, sitting up high

like a KING should!

 

In my car this is how he use to ride. When I first got

him, my oldest grandson was just coming out of the

booster set, before I could remove it, the

KING took it over.

 

Only now, he is to big for it so he has his own

dog pillow in that spot.

 

This is after surgery. On the back of the chair

loving on his mom.

 

Yes, he loves to watch the squirrels in the tree.

 

But....he rather be able to chase them up the tree.

 

 

One day I had the car loaded down with things,

the back seat was full so Dakota had to sit up

front. His routine was messed with AGAIN...

and he was not happy so he hung his head.

 

 

Isn't he handsome!?

 

This is what greets me most days when I return to

Mom's after work.

 

Thanks for stopping in,

Pam