Bookworm on Oct 12 2009 at 3:28 pm | Filed under: Silly Stuff
Sure, they’re foofy dogs who lend themselves to jokes but, really, this is too much!
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Humans do bad stuff to animals. Sometimes it’s abusive, sometimes not…but the poodle is an example of a breed that has been almost destroyed over the years. They’re actually a water dog, and the long tightly curled hair is a protection against the water. They were not bred to be the house pet they’ve become. I think such treatment of the breed is embarrassing – even if the dog doesn’t have the sense of self to comprehend it.
I like poodles. I’ve always found them to be intelligent, engaging dogs—very outgoing and curious, and good at standing their ground. It’s a shame what people have done with them, especially bringing them indoors and subjecting them to weird French designs.
Speaking of, how come the French can’t design aything besides a building for s**t?
Oh how I yearn to see a photo of the owner of each dog.
It’s pathetic – dogs in ‘drag’.
In my childhood, I had a lovely black poodle. His name was Sambo – yeah, that’s how old I am. He chewed on every leg of every piece of meager furniture my parents owned. When he finished with the furniture, he moved on to the Hoover. Sambo eventually found a new home.
suek…I didn’t know they were bred to be water dogs. I thought they hunted for truffles. That’s the explanation that was given to me.
p.s. to the story. It was bad enough that Sambo chewed up the legs, but my mother had to go to JFK Airport to pick him up! My grandfather thought it would be a great birthday gift from France for me. On a subsequent birthday, I requested a typewriter – they don’t chew, they just spit our words.
isn’t this photo shop work? it looks like a plush toy animal with a dog face added…
okay i was wrong. unfortunately.
>>I thought they hunted for truffles.>>
Nah… they use pigs to hunt for truffles. Apparently pigs _love_ truffles. Of course, how you train the pig not to _eat_ the truffles after they’ve found them…that’s another problem. Pigs are like little tanks – I’m not sure how you keep them from doing much of anything they decide they want to do.
We were active in 4-H. One year the pig project had to draw blood from each of the pigs due to some disease that was endangering the commercial pig operations in the state. So the project leader set up a day for a meeting at his house to do the job, and the bloodletting began. The pigs squealed as only pigs can – and a neighbor called the sheriff’s department to report that someone was torturing the pigs – s/he could see them deliberately putting them on a surface (table?? don’t know) and sticking them and the noise was terrible – the pigs were _screaming_ in pain! The sheriff dispatched a car to investigate (I mean really – wouldn’t you have? who could resist?). Fortunately for all concerned, they had a veterinarian in attendance to draw the blood and send it to the lab, so nobody had any undue problems. Good thing – the project leader was also a retired detective…!
Pigs are really lots like people – only moreso. In whatever they want or do…they are moreso. And those pictures you see of “little” pigs…well…a full grown boar can reach nearly 1000 lbs. Solid. Like a pony with a body that starts at about 42-48 inches high and continues down to within about 10 inches of the ground. That’s a lot of body. And nothing to grab on to except ears. Course, it’s also a lot of bacon – so nothing’s _all_ bad. But if you’re prohibited from eating pork – I guess I’d have to say that there’d be _no_ redeeming features!
Banned from pork but not truffles…
Truffle hunting
Posted by David Pescovitz, November 14, 2007 9:37 AM | permalink
Smithsonian magazine interviews Charles Lefevre who is fanatical about truffles, mushrooms that sell for anywhere from $100 to $1500 a pound depending on the variety. Lefevre “hunts” truffles in Oregon and also sells trees inoculated with European truffles so farmers in the US can start their own truffle orchards. From the interview:
Why don’t hunters here use pigs and dogs like they do in Europe?
Most of the hunting is done surreptitiously at night without [a landowner's] permission. If you’re driving around with a pig, everyone knows what you’re doing.
I’ve been hunting with dogs, and they’re preferable. Any dog can find truffles, but dogs that love to work are best. Labs and poodles make great truffle dogs…
What’s it take to be a good truffle hunter?
The principal personality trait required is the ability not to brag about it, because someone will follow you to your patch the next time you go.
http://www.boingboing.net/2007/11/14/truffle-hunting.html
And much more convenient to keep in the house, don’t you think?
Added bonus – dogs have excellent noses to find the truffles, but have to be trained, but due to that fact will sit and watch you dig them up – not jump into the hole with you in order to consume them like the pig will!
My guess is that the reason that pigs were used originally is because they have the natural inclination – they just have to be restrained from eating the trophy. Dogs, on the other hand, have no natural inclination and have to be trained. Training dogs is a different skill set.