Winnie & Spike

When I arrived at the dog park today, Winnie was there. Winnie is a young Frenchie bitch that behaves strangely around Spike. I was curious to see how she would react to him. Initially, they were fine together, albeit somewhat testy. Once Winnie’s owner started petting Spike, things went awry. Winnie started barking at Spike, furiously. My guess is that she was jealous and didn’t want Spike around, stealing her mistress’ affections.

She continued to bark and turn around Spike for a while. It was funny when it started out, because she kept at it, even when Spike chased her away. As a full blown male Frenchie, the dominant one of his litter, meaning that he was also the largest, Spike rarely backs down, unless it’s from significantly larger dogs. I’ve seen him cower only a few times, and that was when he was facing an adult Rottweiler.

After a while, it stopped being funny. I could see that Spike was getting weary. In fact, he got quickly tired and started walking home. That was definitely a first. He will usually indicate when he’s finished and ask me to go home, but this time, he started walking away. I went after him and put the leash on. We continued our walk and left Winnie in peace.

Spike is a pretty laid back dog. He’s very friendly to everyone, and has never bitten anyone either. He will defend himself though, even against larger dogs. None of the Frenchies that I have seen in Taiwan are breed standard. Their chests aren’t large enough, which makes me think that they have been interbred with Boston Terriers, but I’m not sure of this. None of them have papers from the AKC or CKC. Spike does, as a purebred championship French Bulldog.

Taiwanese Bureaucracies & Dragon Age

Dragon slayer via Mugley


I’ve got issues with bureaucracies. In the past, a few years ago, it actually made me quite angry. I’m not like that anymore, but it just gets frustrating. Today, the plan was simple. Pick up my health check, get some documents from NTNU and go to the NIA office. This was what I was told to do. Unfortunately, things didn’t work out as planned.

When I arrived at the hospital, I was informed that I didn’t have the measles antigen, so I would need to be vaccinated. $20 and half an hour later, it was done. The woman from whom I had to pick up the health check realized that a part of my health check wasn’t done. She wanted me to come back next week. I saw no deal. I came to the hospital on the 17th to get it done. I was only here for a pick up. Now she wanted me to wait even longer?

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Strange Dog Owner At The Park

I walk Spike at least twice a day. Sometimes more. The doggie needs to do his business and he was ever so hard to toilet train. I remember the nights when I had to walk him at 4AM.

Spike is used to playing with big dogs, even though he’s a small dog. There are two different dog crowds at the park where we go. It’s not really a dog park and the dogs don’t really play that much. I find it annoying, because I would like him to run around more. He does do that, but it’s not always possible.

There is the Retriever/Labrador crowd, the big working dogs and the small doggie crowd. The small dogs don’t do much. Anyway, I would prefer going to a real dog park and have Spike run loose. Here, I have to control him and make sure that he doesn’t run off. Spike’s gotten pretty good off-leash.

There is this strange man there. He doesn’t seem strange. He’s got this sausage dog that always barks at Spike. I’ve noticed that sausage dogs have a tendency to bark at Spike. Spike is a good dog and he doesn’t bark back. He just looks at them confused, wondering what all the fuss is about.

So this guy, he keeps picking up my dog. I don’t mind people petting him or playing with him. But this guy just picks him up and pretends that he is leaving with him. He says bye to me and walks like 10 feet away. I don’t really get that. After that, he lets Spike go.

I think that he likes Spike. Like most people, he’s not seen many Frenchies. I have seen three at the park, but they aren’t real Frenchies. They are hybrids, a cross between Boston Terriers and French bulldogs. Their chests are very small compared to Spike. I know that they aren’t breed standard, from what I know of Frenchies.

I always assume that they are Boston Terriers and I’m surprised when the owners tell me that they are Frenchies. Anyway, this happens all the time, not just in Asia, but also in America. I remember a couple who believed that they had bought a Frenchie, when it most definitely wasn’t.

Spike comes from a line of championship Frenchies. He’s breed standard and he was the largest of his litter. Since I had put the first deposit on the litter, I had first choice. I chose him, even though I knew that he was the dominant puppy of the litter and might be a handful. Which he was.

Anyways, this guy has at least on three different occasions, picked up my dog and pretended to leave with him. I think I might just keep him on his leash next time. I can also see that Spike is confused by what he does. I think that it’s creepy.

Sometimes people  ask me how much Spike cost as a puppy. They are usually astounded when I give them numbers. To get Spike here from Canada to Taiwan cost over 1500$ alone. Airfare, permits, quarantine. The bills kept stacking up last year when he was flown over.

July 28 2008

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