Labradoodle Rescue & Goldendoodle Rescue
One thing I have learned about Barley, he shares many of the same traits as Ginger, their looks, as well as their habits. I don't know if that is the same for all doodles, for all goldendoodles, or just these 2, but both will steal toys, no matter the consequences. For Barley, it's a great game he could play all day; for Ginger, this is a territorial threat. I can't tell you how many times I have to break up an argument over a toy, even though we have 2 of nearly everything.
So how do you handle 2 leashes and a camera? I know I can't do it, and sadly, I miss some of the best photo ops with these 2 doodles. This morning, for example, on our first walk, Barley found a rather large ball of tree moss (everywhere in Florida) on the ground. We know how much fun it is to tear apart these treasures, and while he was enjoying this distraction, Ginger, naturally, decided it was HER tree moss, and tried with all her willpower to abscond with it. Barley eagerly grabbed it back and while he was just playing, Ginger took it as a personal attack on her authority. Needless to say, the battle began, (she was) growling, jumping, ripping the moss apart between the 2 of them, as we walked on.
Ok, enough. I kept their chins up and the moss dropped to the ground, and we walked on without it. Like all moms trying to teach her kids to share, if you can't play nicely, no one gets it. Ginger immediately calmed down (at least he hadn't won), and Barley promptly diverted his attention to an alluring stick, about 2 inches thick and 18 inches long. And here we go again!
Barley grabbed one end of the stick and Ginger quickly seized on the other, trying to tear it away from him. No luck, this is one determined little boy with a good grip (he is now as tall as she is, and she cannot match his strength). I wish I had my camera, seeing them walking on, side by side, no growling this time, just gentle tugs back and forth...it was like I had yoked them together....all the way home and into the back yard. Barley quickly made a triumphant leap with the stick, then took his victory lap around the yard, as Ginger eyed the cool water, and he ran off to enjoy his new treasure while she took a good long drink.
Naturally, with Ginger less interested, it wasn't as much fun for Barley, and he joined her at the water trough. At least they can still share a drink together.
P.S.: Aaahhh, where's my camera? the 2 of them are nose to cone-head, at my feet, finally napping.