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My new train buddy

This is my new train buddy

I named him Gunnery Sergeant John Basilone after one of my heros. Gunny Basilone earned the Medal of Honor on Guadalcanal during Big II, was pulled out of action to make War Bond Tours back home, hated it, got orders back to the Fifth Marine Division (yes, that’s right, Division) in time to make the landing on Iwo Jima. He almost made it off the beach… For those who understand why I chose this name, no explanation is necessary, for those who don’t, no explanation is possible. Gunny is a Border Collie/Springer Spaniel mix, full of energy and smart as a whip. I sometimes think that he is smarter than I. He is into everything. He routinely gets busted down to Recruit, but he is so lovable and always finds a way to say “I’m sorry,” that he makes his rank back fast. I found him in a shelter. Why anybody would give this guy up is beyond me. SteveF

Gunny looks like a great crew member. This should be fun. Might be expensive and some cherished toys may be sacrificed, but it should be fun.

Ric Golding said:
...some cherished toys may be sacrificed,,,
. That is why he routinely gets busted down to Recruit! :lol: I held Office Hours on him this morning for feasting on SWMBO's slippers. I'm sure that is mentioned in the UCMJ somewhere.

Training, training and more training. Had nothing to do with what was chewed up, it was that it belonged to one of you. Gunny will have you guys trained in no time.

We do PT at least twice a day and School Circle gets held at least once a day. He’s learning.

Steve Featherkile said:
We do PT at least twice a day and School Circle gets held at least once a day. He's learning.
Steve,

That smart looking dog will have you trained in no time! Next time he chews some slippers he’ll send you to tolerance school if he gets reprimanded.

Oh no! Tolerance School! A fate worse than being locked in a kennel. Next thing you know, I’ll be foaming at the mouth and scratching fleas!

Last I checked, you already were…:smiley:

Ya otta see Steve scratch a flea behind his ear with his hind leg…:lol:

Steve Featherkile said:
We do PT at least twice a day and School Circle gets held at least once a day. He's learning.
So, I want to make sure I have this right, you are now devoting 2 periods of time each day to PT with Gunny and another period of "School Circle". That means 3 periods of time per day and if Gunny chews up another slipper when he's alone, you'll devote more time to him. Are you seeing the pattern here? Until you devote 24 hours per day to Gunny, you guys are going to continue to loose personal items.

The training is going to have to continue, but you will eventually understand.

This process is sometimes more difficult for some than others.

My day starts at 0530 because that is when Millie wants to eat breakfast. It is a great life.

Ha! Gunny lets me sleep in to 0600. But then he is still a Recruit at heart.

I thought I was the only crazy one. I named my parrott Gunny, after a Sgt I served with in Nam. The parrott is a yellow headed amazon so he is the same green as fatigues and has the red at the top of each wing just like the chevrons. AND he drives the dog crazy, he says “wanna go out” and the dog goes to the door and stands at attention. Nick Jr

Nick Peluso Jr said:
I thought I was the only crazy one. I named my parrott Gunny, after a Sgt I served with in Nam. The parrott is a yellow headed amazon so he is the same green as fatigues and has the red at the top of each wing just like the chevrons. AND he drives the dog crazy, he says "wanna go out" and the dog goes to the door and stands at attention. Nick Jr
Nick,

Now that is funny! Soooo what kind of dog can’t tell the difference between a parrot and his master? Or is that a loaded question? :wink: :slight_smile: :wink:

Parrots mimic sounds rather than talk. some will mimic the sound of the phone and drive their owners crazy for a while. and the dog isn’t exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer either. Nick Jr

Well, I held Office Hours on Gunny this morning. It seems that he chewed a box of something that I was going to return to Lowes, today. I busted him all the way down to Private. Then he wouldn’t stop chasing the cat, so I drummed him out of the Corps, and transfered him to First CivDiv. Then the fool refused to come when called, so I made him a Seaman Recruit, the ultimate insult for a Marine.

Right now he is on bread and water. Not much of a punishment as he seems to love it, especially with peanut butter on the bread. Funniest sight I ever did see was Gunny trying to get peanut butter off the roof of his mouth. :lol:

In all likelihood, he will be a Gunny again tomorrow. I need a good Platoon Sergeant. :stuck_out_tongue:

Steve Featherkile said:
... Then he wouldn't stop chasing the cat, so I drummed him out of the Corps, and transfered him to First CivDiv.
Some would say chasing cats is doing his proper duty ... ;)

Pups chew alot…it’s a fact of life. He’ll grow out of it, just like kids when they’re teething. I have a whole house full of furniture and whatnot with chew marks on them from 2 lab pups when they were young. They’re now 10 years old and have us both trained. Skip likes to relax in the summer and keep an eye on the layout.

And just to let you know that they’re earning their keep they bark when someone comes down the driveway…:wink:

Ken Brunt said:
Pups chew alot…it’s a fact of life. He’ll grow out of it, just like kids when they’re teething. I have a whole house full of furniture and whatnot with chew marks on them from 2 lab pups when they were young. They’re now 10 years old and have us both trained. Skip likes to relax in the summer and keep an eye on the layout.

And just to let you know that they’re earning their keep they bark when someone comes down the driveway… .:wink:

. Ahhhh, the dog days of summer… The real question is… Do the get out of the pool when they challenge strangers with their bark? :smiley:

Steve, give him a break, after all he is still a BOOT. Nick Jr

Dog Rules

Dogs are never permitted in the house. The dog stays outside in a specially built wooden compartment named, for a very good reason, the doghouse.

OKAY, the dog can enter the house, but only for short visits or if his own house is under renovations.

OKAY, the dog can stay in the house on a permanent basis provided his doghouse could be sold at a lawn sale to a rookie dog owner.

Inside the house, the dog is not allowed to run free and is confined to a comfortable, but secure metal cage.

OKAY, the cage becomes part of a “two for one” deal in the lawn sale and the dog can go wherever the hell he pleases.

The dog is never allowed on the furniture.

OKAY, the dog can get up on the old furniture, but not the new furniture.

OKAY, the dog can get up on the new furniture until it looks like the old furniture and then we’ll sell the whole works and buy new furniture on which the dog will most definitely not be allowed. The dog never sleeps on the bed. Period.

OKAY, the dog can sleep at the foot of the bed only.

OKAY, the dog can sleep alongside you, but he’s not allowed under the covers.

OKAY, the dog can sleep under the covers, but not with his head on the pillow.

OKAY, the dog can sleep alongside you, under the covers, with his head on the pillow, but if he snores, he’s got to leave the room.

OKAY, the dog can sleep and snore and fart and have nightmares in your bed, but he’s not to come in and sleep on the couch in the TV room, where you are now sleeping. That’s just not fair. The dog never gets listed on the census questionnaires as “primary resident” even if its true. Remember, in any and all household interactions or disputes – the dog rules!

What happened to the precept of being “pack leader”?

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