Well here are some pictures of the tyrant LOKI. We have had him since June of 1996 and every week he comes up with something new.
It is now Feb-'97 and he is really getting uppity. When he gets bored he growls and barks at us to play with him. Also he has become a whinner. Getting bored and noone is paying attention to him? Whine a little bit and someone will pay attention to him.
March 6th,1997 - We were down in the shop when I heard Loki yelping away. I found him stuck in the dog door in the shop level going into the wood shed. But how was he stuck you ask? By his upper right jowl (check)! Loki has a habit of sticking his nose through the dog door to check things out. Just his nose or sometimes part of his head will stick through the door - just checking things out thank you. But this time he must have been standing at an angle to the door and when he pulled his head back the jowl was trapped between the two small magnets that hold the door shut. There is not much force in those magnets but the corners of the plastic on the door may have seemed a little sharp to Loki. BUT! All he had to do was PUSH his head forward and he would have gotten free. In the approximately 5-10 seconds it took me to get there and figure out what was wrong he just stood there yelping. Poor Loki. He survived the ordeal and his still going through the dog doors.
Aren't little dogs annoying? Well Loki can be at times. When strangers come to the house he growls at them and "stalks" them. As he hovers next to their feet just waiting for them to step over him or make some sudden move he doesn't like so he can nip them in the pant legs. To date he has only broken skin a few times. Perhaps one in 5 nips. Well, maybe he is worse than I thought! Scott and Melinda BOTH have small marks on their ankles! Kind of look like vampire bite marks. Good thing Loki is vaccinated for rabies.
He certainly likes to run though. I chase him around the house, every once in a while I catch him just to let him know it can be done. My invitation to play chase is to whistle, badly offkey the song "Three Blind Mice". I started to whistle when I was pretending to ignore him right before pouncing towards him. It didn't take him long to catch on to that! Now just whistling a few notes is enough to set him off tearing aroung the house. He is a little dog so he can run under the kitchen table, behind chairs, between my legs, under the coffee table etc.