Tate just relaxing

January 26, 2021

This is Tate just relaxing after a nice walk. Because he alerts me before I have a dizzy spell, I can get outside more and walk to get the exercise I need. If he turns and stares at me when we’re walking, I know it’s time to head back to the apartment, get inside and sit down. Within a couple of minutes, a dizzy spell hits. If he didn’t alert me before it happens, I could very easily fall and get hurt. When we’re inside if he starts following me around and staring at me, I’ve learned to sit down before the dizziness hits. Also, when we’re outside walking through the complex, he thinks he’s the K-9 police for the complex. He’s “on duty” and has to check out anything that he thinks is out of place or doesn’t belong; he doesn’t like being distracted and doesn’t want to be petted but he just walks away – no aggression. And, if we meet someone new on our walk and he starts his little low growl — I’ve learned to beware of that person. He hasn’t been wrong in the almost 9 years we’ve lived here. Other than that, he’s pretty much the darling of the entire complex. I keep hearing what a well-behaved dog he is and how smart he is and, from some of the ladies, how “pretty” he is. I don’t know what I’d do without him and, yes, he’s spoiled.