It’s good for a male dog owner to have a female dog. In our nine months of “running the back roads of Appalachia during the pandemic”, my doggie Panchita has been a real partner. I have given her tremendous amounts of love, freedom and exercise.
She has evolved into quite the extraordinary dog: brave, athletic, and loving to almost all people and other dogs – except those she dislikes.
She was initially intimidated by the big steps into our new/old camper van (Narwal the Whale), ￼but now scrambles up them with no problem.￼
She has picked up many more English words – and has developed a very sophisticated vocabulary for telling me when she wants something: little whines, yips and chirps. Or, nonverbally, she will put a paw on my leg or lightly rest it on my foot.
She hates leashes because she is on them so seldom. But if I need to put her on one, like to go into a grocery store, she accedes to my request and walks right at my side like I paid $2000 to teach her how to do that.￼
And, different from many of my female human friends, she doesn’t mind it one bit if I call her a bitch – as long as I smile when I say that.
She seems to understand that it is just a word – and I think she may be aware that, in her case, that specific word is technically accurate.￼
A year ago, after 18 months of living in the seniors apartment building with many yappie little dogs whose owners did not know how to manage them – including a couple of very genuinely aggressive dogs – she got really scared, and for a while became aggressive towards all dogs herself.
Lots of love and reassurance and protection from other dogs melted her fears – and she began to return to her natural state of liking her own species￼.
At this point she likes or loves most dogs. She seems uninterested in older dogs – or maybe just any dog who seems kind of “out of it￼”.
And she is completely crazy about big dogs. She only wants to run and play with them and is pretty much beside herself with excitement around them – as you’ll see in this short video: