At one of our favorite local county parks there is a long lakeside paved walkway where the everyone enjoys taking a long shoreside stroll along the lake. Many families come to that lakeshore park and gather around a picnic table, while the kids go play in the refreshing lake waters.
Of course the county park does have its usual set of rules: don't swim around the boat dock; no sunbathing on the boat dock; all dogs must be on a leash, no fireworks, etc., all of which a fair portion of the tourists who visit the county park tend to ignore those "strange rules".
While relaxing there by the lakeshore with my family on repeated occasion, we have quickly learned the name of at least one dog in particular. There is one local citizen who often walks his two dogs (one is the alert adventurer and the other dog is the obedient one) from one end of the shoreline walkway to the far other end of the shoreline walkway.
The docile obedient dog's name is Cammy (aka CamCam), while the adventurous dog's name is Chevy. Yep, you guessed it right...this guy obviously has a preference for certain kinds of automotive vehicles.
During that long weekly park walk he calls commands primarily to one dog -- the adventurous one -- Chevy the adventurer.
The commands spoken to his adventurous one dog asking it to heel are quite repetitious as he tells that dog for the 'ump-teenth thousandth time to heel, or to stay close to master, or to not wander very far. BUT...like a large portion of the dog walkers at the county park the man never puts a leash on either dog during the entire time he takes both dogs out there for a long walk along the shoreline park trail.
And surprisingly, both dogs are virtually quite obedient. The dogs stop when he stops walking and says to both, "Stop". The dogs eagerly watch the masters' moving hand for an eventual tiny gibber snacky handout. Thus, during those weekly walks in the park the dogs rarely get truly out of line for the master is always there to remind the two dogs via an ever present verbal command.
So, for the thousandth time it's....
"Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy. Chevy."
And...believe me, everyone who has ever visited that county park certainly knows the more adventurous dog's name by now!
Ya know come to think of it...that might be a viable fitting name for our next pup....
