Last Updated on June 15, 2023
If you’re a dog person, you’ll understand. If you’re not, I hope you have the experience in life at some point so that you will understand.
The pooch turns the big 2 today. Kids are said to be in the “terrible twos” when they reach their second birthday. It’s supposed to be a time when they really try the patience of their parents and push the envelope as far as they can just to see how much they can get away with.
I’m hoping Scotty won’t do the equivalent of the terrible twos now that he has reached that age. In dog years, he should be about 15 — I read that the first year is like 8 human years and the second year is 7 more. I don’t want him to take on the role of a “rebellious teenager,” either.
So far, he’s been a great dog. I’m glad I put him through the obedience training, because he definitely listens to me well. And like most Collies, he’s quite a character.
He learned early on that he can get a lot of attention when he wants fresh water by picking up his stainless steel water bowl and dropping it on the Linoleum floor to produce a loud clang. I secretly watched him do it, and he actually picks it up and raises his head as high as he can before letting it go, apparently having figured out that the greater the height, the louder the clang.
Of course, like any proud dog owner, I’ll be getting him a toy or two to mark the occasion. And since Collies are known for having a bit of a sweet tooth, I may swing by the grocery store and pick up a pack of cupcakes for his birthday.
I figure, what’s the point of having a dog if you don’t spoil him at least a little?