An absolutely fetching young lass…

There are things that you never really expect from pets. With cats, you never really expected that they when they coughed up a hairball it would sound like an old man coughing. Dogs? You never really understood what their fascination was with rolling around in dead things. One of my favorite recent nuggets, though, deals with a Golden Retriever and its ability to actually ‘fetch’. The following Daily Mail article, “I said fetch, not fish! Amazing moment golden retriever bounded into the sea… and came back with a COD” is a fine example.


Five-year-old Becky amazed her owner when she went bounding into the sea and returned with a catch that would make most anglers jealous – a sizeable cod.

Tony Smith, 71, had been walking Becky at Minsmere Sluice, near Aldeburgh, Suffolk, when she swam out to sea.

The retired painter and decorator expected his pet to return to the shore with a bit of old driftwood.

What a catch: Becky, a five-year-old golden retriever, clutches the cod in her mouth after plucking it from the surf at Minsmere Sluice in Suffolk What a catch: Becky, a five-year-old golden retriever, clutches the cod in her mouth after plucking it from the surf at Minsmere Sluice in Suffolk

I find this especially funny because I took my dog, Farley, to the beach one time with my dad. My parents weren’t animal people and this was the first time that they’d ever spent extended time with a dog. They were having a grand old time. As we started walking along the beach to head back to our truck my dad did what you think you’re supposed to do with a dog at the beach: he picked up a piece of driftwood and threw it into the ocean. My dog, Farley, happily trotted into the waves and looked to find this piece of wood. Unfortunately, he couldn’t.

Sticking out of the waves crashing along the shore were the black and white hind legs of my Springer as he hopelessly searched on the sandy ocean floor for a piece of driftwood…which was floating behind him. His head would bob up and he would take a breath and then back under the water he’d go. I had to jump into the ocean and pull him out lest he spend the rest of the day looking for this piece of wood which mockingly floated just out of his reach.

No, my dog didn’t come back up with a cod. He came back to the shore barfing salt water. That’s when I came to appreciate that my Springer is neither a retriever nor a water dog.

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Now, many of you may have also seen the following owl video

I was absolutely bowled over by this! This was the first time I’ve seen a live animal look EXACTLY like a Pixar cartoon! I loved it!

Now I want an owl 🙁

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