Living With Oreo

This is an old photo of Oreo and Sarah since Cheryl surprisingly hasn't taken any recent pictures of the pup. But looking at this one, I don't think he's changed much in the interim. It turns out that Oreo is small for a Portuguese Water Dog which suits me just fine. If he were any bigger, he might be too much to handle. But at his current size, I can still yank his leash and sometimes get him to walk beside me in a straight line. If he were one of the larger PWDs, I'm not sure he'd be that manageable.

Today brought more evidence that Oreo is a pretty nice dog with a good temperment. We had our furnace replaced which involved having a number of workers in the house hacking, sawing, drilling and otherwise making a lot of noise. Oreo didn't bark or make (much) of a nuisance of himself. He was just thrilled to have more people in the house. Unfortunately for him, he had to leave since the work resulted in metal filings and parts all over the basement floor which would not have been healthy for a dog whose real name should be "mange tout."

Oreo is definitely a social animal. Even when he's tired, he prefers to lie next to one of us while he snoozes. In fact, I think Oreo is so sociable that he is probably next to useless as a watch dog. So long as a would be thief gave him a couple of pats on the head and a handful of dog food, Oreo would be happy to hold his bag while he filled it with loot and then show him the way out. Oh well, it's still far better than having one of those giant dogs who knocks you down or one of those little yelpers that grate on your nerves like nails on a blackboard. Oreo is just one good natured, happy dog and, in doggie terms, that's about as good as it gets.