I may or may not have blogged about Travis dog hierarchy before. In Travis' world he only has room for 1 good dog and the rest are "just alright dogs." He plays favorites and in order to move up in the dog chain the Alpha dog has to pass away. This could also be the reason why we only have one child. It might be pretty traumatizing for our second child to have to wait their whole life to be the favorite child. Currently Fisher is the favorite pooch and Tucker has to take a back seat to his older, more docile brother. (Don't feel too bad for Tuck, he is a mama's boy anyway) A few month after we moved into our new house we noticed that the Gold Fish was disappearing. He started taking short jaunts into the woods behind our house and would come back a few minutes later. But as time when on Fisher could disappear faster than fish on a Catholic Friday. You would open the door to let the dogs out and he would literally disappear before your eyes. Let me take a few moments to remind you that the "just ok dog" always trotted out to the yard did his business and then waited by the door to be let back in. But..... Like any good dog owner, we shrugged, grumbled about what a pain in the a$$ Fisher was, and instead of actually taking the time to "train" our Gold Fish (who does that?) we ignored the problem and assumed it would fix itself.
Well as time went on Fisher stayed away for longer periods of time. On Christmas Eve he was gone until almost 1:30am. We started to grow extremely concerned when he returned home one day without his collar. Both dogs wear nice leather collars with their names and phone numbers engraved on them. We bought them both in Kentucky from Shelby Tack and they have been sporting their "Horse Trainer" collars ever since. Travis complained, said some cuss words, and then put our back up collar on his Fish. So for a few days Fisher showed off his green and white MSU Spartans collar. But within the week he showed back up at home lacking his Spartan pride. At this point we started to get concerned. So for the next few weeks Fisher went naked. No collar.
Then in the beginning of February I got a very disturbing voicemail message. The mystery woman on the other end said my neighbor who lived on Gentry Ct, our street, has been calling her and saying mystery womans Golden Retriever is in my neighbors yard. The ironic part is myster woman has a Golden Retriever but every time she gets a call from my neighbor her dog is sitting right next to her. So, mystery woman wanted to let me know if we were looking for a home for the dog she would take him. Great.... So I call mystery woman back wondering how in the world she got MY number and how my neighbor got HER number! Turns out mystery woman has the exact same phone number as me except her area code is 517, the area code of our city, and my area code is 502. Fisher had been wandering into my neighbors yard and she has been calling the phone number on his collar, except she is dialing 517 instead of 502 as the area code.
So....this still begs the question how did mystery woman get my phone number? After convincing her that I am a good dog owner, and I have no intentions of giving Fisher up, but kindly asking her if she would like my husband instead, she explains to me that my neighbor refused to believe that Fisher's real phone number started with 502. She was convinced it was a typo on his collar and has been insisting that Fisher really belongs to mystery woman.
So....mystery woman gives me my neighbors phone number and I put Travis on the case. It is his perfect, most wonderful, best dog ever, that is causing all this confusion after all. The whole time this is going on my dog has remained closed to my side the whole time, and refuses to step foot off our property. AND still has all his collars. Anyway, Travis calls our neighbor and finds out that she has been hoarding Fisher's collars. Apparently he shows up at her house with sticks in his collar and she feels obligated to remove the sticks and the collar and send him home naked. AFTER calling the wrong phone number and insisting he belongs to the wrong person. Travis kindly asked if she could return Fishy's collar and she said absolutely she would bring them by the next day.....It is now March 3rd and we still don't have Fisher's collars back. To make matters worse Travis is making both dogs were nylon collars from the vets because "Fisher's feelings are hurt because his leather collar is gone."
Seriously.... I'm not making this stuff up.
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