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| I got this nice boy when he was about 7 weeks. I'll never forget the first time I saw him, he run to me and didn't let his brother and sisters approach me. It was like "this is my master, so beat it!". How could you resist a puppie like that? The breeder told me that he used to take all the foodbowls in possession and didn't let anyone near before he was full. You could also see that he had the biggest stomach of them all!. |  |
| Bronco's interest in food hasn't descreased, I think even if i filled a bath-tub with food he should eat it all...so I have too look out so he isn't get overweight. Bronco can't stand cats, even if you only say the word "cat" he get insane. Wonder why? What I know he hasn´t any negative experience of them, strange. Apart from food he loves tennisballs. I think I can get Bronco to do whatever I want (except talking) if I only give him the tennisball as the reward. He's nuts about these tennis- balls. Wonder what happens if I place Bronco, and put a slice of sausage in front of him. And just when he shall take the it, I throw a tennisball in front of him crossing the line to the sausage...will he take the slice of sausage or the tennisball? One day I must figure it what's most important for him :-) I will be back in this matter...meanwhile you maybe want to suggest? |  |
| Bronco has 110% fighting spirit and a very high determination to work, so he is very nice to train with. Our favorite dogsports are schutzhundstraining and tracking. Not to forget the important obedience... Broncos high ambition isn't easy to deal with all time, for exampel when we are tracking, and in the start when he find the scent, he rush so the tracking-line burns in my hands (smoke is almost coming from my palms!) but i refuse to use gloves, ridiculous isn't it? I also compete with Bronco...what a nervously thing to do!!! It's a little bit difficult to ask what form he is in... |
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| When Bronco was approx 9-10 weeks a very funny thing happened (though not for him!). We were out for a little walk, and when Bronco had to do his needs he went out to the grass and took his position. Nothing happened. He took a couple of steps to the side and tried again and beared down so he trembled. He looked at me very cencerned. He went out to me at the path and tried again. He shaked almost like a minor earthquake. Now he also started to grumble, O ´shit I thinked...and started to worry...I must take him to the Vet, he must have a constipation. But just when I intend to take him to the Vet..."POFF" a Pine Cone came out like a rocket from Bronco's behind! He had swallow a whole Pine Cone!! My God, he did'nt swallow that the opposite way! After that Me and a very relieved Bronco went further... |  |
