The Other Coast by Adrian Raeside for January 09, 2020

Naah. Tails are just trouble. That’s why we bears evolved into tinier tails.

But, did you get to eat everything on that platter?

Just a couple of dogs telling tails to each other.

My guys don’t have tails, they have enormous Swiffers…

Went to a neighbors dinner party. They have a small dog that ate everything that they had put on coffee table for before dinner snacks. There was cheese and meats and crackers.

I have a poodle cross that sadly had his tail docked to a really short length. NOT something I would ever have done! I hate it when human’s ideas of canine “beauty” give them the right to mutilate their dog.

And so the tail continues.

Go for the charcuterie board.

If our danes were happy, they could change every male in the house to a soprano.

On the good news / sad news side of tails: We got one of our most lovable rescues, a Lab-sized Border collie x Lab cross, who lost one home because of his “nuisance tail” (a true Lab tail — all muscle) and another home because he inadvertently knocked over a toddler. Good news? We got him, and he was the most loving, joyous, entertaining companion you could imagine. He loved hugs and when I’d go “wuummwummmwuummm” in his ear he’d get a gigantic grin and that “nuisance tail” would go a mile a minute. Miss him like crazy!

Good to start the year with a clean sweep

Some friends of mine had an Irish wolfhound that took the cooked Thanksgiving turkey right off the table. After making sure the dog was OK and reassuring their other dogs that the wolfhound did not get a special treat, my friends had pizza for Thanksgiving!

When I was young, I had a dog that was born without a tail. He didn’t even wag his bottom like some dogs that have tails do. He used his mouth and ears to show when he was happy. I don’t know what caused him to be born without a tail. Both his parents had normal tails.

sure but you could finally crush at poker.

OMG it reminds me of all of us at my Uncle Jim’s house for Thanksgiving and they had a great Dane (really big like Marmaduke) and my aunt put the turkey on the counter top to cool before my Uncle Jim sliced it….yup you guessed it the dog went into the kitchen and it was cool enough for him so there went the turkey and out for dinner we went to my Uncle Jim’s and everyone else’s favorite restaurant in Trenton and no I can’t remember the name of it anymore. Sorry.

And as many of probably experienced last month, knocking the ornaments off of trees!

If dogs could talk, I can see how talk of ‘tailing’ things off would be a thing for them.