Monday, January 7, 2008

Velcro's Name & Other Velcro Facts

Velcro came with a name. It was Rowdy Roger. It just didn't fit. We got him from a lovely older couple who had retired. They had decided that they wanted to go live on a boat and didn't think that Rowdy would like it. He has rarely been rowdy in his entire life. He has moments when he does the Corgi Zoom, but he is pretty mellow as far as dogs go. So that is how we came to get him at 7 months old. Housebroken, toy trained (he wasn't allowed to play with fuzzy toys because of their grandkids stuffed animals) and completely lovable.

By the time I came home from work the next day my brother, Toad, and Ducky had named him Velcro. I was a bit miffed that the naming discussion happened before I got home, but the name worked. Whenever you would get up to do something, he stuck to you. He moved from room to room with you. As the years have passed, he does that less and less. But his hair sticks with you no matter where you go. Beware wearing black pants and sitting on the floor.

As for those ears, we call them his satellite dishes. If there is a cat or dog outside, he knows it and announces it. Burglars at 2 am, not so much. The fall after sweetP was born, I was up at 2am getting medicine for a migraine. I noticed flash lights on the French doors. The doors that led out to the deck. The deck up off the ground. That had a gate to keep it enclosed. Someone was on our deck. Two someones.

So I run back to our bedroom and "Ducky, Ducky!!! There is someone on the deck!" Velcro is sleeping. Ducky gets up and runs to the door. Do not do this. Keep your doors locked and call 911. He opens the door and yells at them. He grabs the big flashlight and runs after them in his barefeet. Do not do this. Just call 911. Velcro continues to sleep.

Turns out a guy ran from a traffic stop up the road and it was the sheriffs department on the deck looking for him. And they momentarily thought they had their man when Ducky ran out their. I repeat, just call 911. Unless you want six guns trained on you ready to shoot.

Velcro finally woke up when Ducky came back in. And then he just grumbled that his sleep was disturbed before going back to sleep. Now if they had knocked or rung the bell, the whole neighborhood would have known about it. He has a very ferocious bark if the burglar is polite enough to knock or ring the bell. But if you are a cat, look out.

3 comments:

laurie said...

that's a scary anecdote. and yeah, what a ferocious guard dog ol' Velcro is.

riley's name when we got him at the pound was "miller." we decided we could not have a dog named after a beer.

(the petfinder.org ad for him was "it's miller time!")

have you switched his food yet?

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the rotten correspondent said...

Hey! That's how my dogs guard the house, too!

I love the name Velcro, by the way. I think it's a perfect doggy name.