My wonderful Mr Erns or Sir Humpalot is the most amazing dog a person could wish for. Eight years ago I doubt there was one person who would ever have thought anyone would ever say that about him. He escaped from the vets, was expelled from so many obedient classes I gave up, and his antics over the years have given me enough memories to write a book. Some funny, some embarrassing, some gave me heart attacks. He has taught me no matter how often he says he will be good, don't trust him, never leave food out and have gates on all the rooms.
I am not sure if it was after he chewed a hole in my mothers sofa, or pulling her blinds down and dragging them outside or chewing all her new underwear in the laundry basket that finally had him banned from her house along with many other houses.
To this day there are some things that he was so afraid of in his previous home reminders still have him nipping. Over the years I have learned to read him and life with him is wonderful.
He has gone from biting and running riot to being Emilys protector, Tessas nurse, and the most tender loving dog a person could wish for.
Last pics of him and Kassa the week before she passed and a few months before I got him.
Being told his hips were in such a bad state he wouldn't be an old dog stunned me. A swimming pool as helped him be an old dog. He loves going under water his ears get sore so often has the life vest to stop him.
I have always loved the way he crosses his paws.
He has been the best teacher. Ma Brown loves him so much if I take him to the vet she can't stop lickin ghim when he comes home. I know he loves her just as much.
We all love our precious black Lab and so pleased we have him.
Happy Gotcha Day, Ernie - please keep up the antics for a long time to come - except avoid the ones that upset the tumtum please?
He is a handsome guy. I'm fairly new here so have missed most of the Ernie stories. The few you shared above made me smile. At 6:30 AM!!! What a guy. He must make you laugh (and maybe pull out a few hairs) every day. He's awesome
He never leaves her side when they come home. He sees her once a year and the moment she walks in he is her protector.
Before she could say the word dog he was with her.
At times the only way to keep a check on him was to anchor him. I am sure he was deep in thoughts of how he could get to that water again.
Snuggling up with him reading a book is the most wonderful way to spend a few hours.
$350,000 in vets bills later ................
Happy gotcha day Earns! You've almost been the death of your mother & a total joy. Imagine how boring the last 8 years would have been without him Chris.You better keep him away from my house. Imagine the fun he'd have with my lounge curtains!I am not sure if it was after he chewed a hole in my mothers sofa, or pulling her blinds down and dragging them outside or chewing all her new underwear in the laundry basket that finally had him banned from her house along with many other houses.
He would have a field day with your blinds. He used to wind himself up in the curtains and run. Constantly pulled them off the wall. Yours would be perfect.
Happy gotcha day, Erns! You have been such a wonderful (if aggravating) companion for your family and a wonderful source of stories for the rest of us.
Keep on going, old man.
Jackie, Champ, and Buddy
Happy Gotcha Day Erns! I love the pic of him anchored on the beach!
Happy Gotcha Day, Ernie.
I hope you really do write a book about him.