He has many names Cheese Head , Clown Boy , Monkey Butt when things get real it's DOG! He responds to all , his full name is Viva El Conquistador Hondo . His mother is English and his father Spanish .
Hondo is a jobber Dog , he rides in or the back of the pickup with an opened kennel to come and go as he pleases and has been with me no matter where I go 24/7 he's even flown a few times . There has been only two times we've been apart and that wasn't but for a couple of days .
Hondo has what I would consider a Dogs life , there was no need for a leash but it was used sometimes , he preferred to carry it though . Always looking for fun , I watched him one time put a sneak on a cow moose . They where face to face about twenty feet apart and he dropped to his belly like a cat and bolted like a stick of dynamite was lit , shot between he legs from front to back . The cow didn't even have time to respond and since he got away with it he tried it with the cow's yearling , a young bull . Well that didn't turn out the way he planned it , that young bull decided he's doing the charge , Hondo new the harmless fun was over and quickly excused himself . He was always good about staging himself , if I would move to another location he would move also keeping himself between me and the moose , I guess he figured it was his responsibility . He was never a fan of bears though , I couldn't figure that one out . If he came across bear scat he would do his darnest to leave a present and if he didn't have one he'd lift a leg .
His nose did get him in trouble once in a while like the time he went up to a porcupine and got a tail in the face . Luckily it was a young one and only a dozen or so quills . It took two of us to get them out though , I had to put him in a head lock to pull them out with pliers . That was exhausting for all of us , he wanted them out and new what I was doing but couldn't help but pull away .
Kind of like a couple of times he'd be chewing up a stick and would get it stuck between his teeth or the roof of his mouth . He walked up to me and a friend with the biggest smile on his face that looked like the Joke in a Batman cartoon . My friend held his head as best as possible and I stuck a finger in there to pull it out from being wedged to the roof of his mouth , I was happy to get my finger back . Goldens are soft mouthed bird dogs but they have some serious crushing abilities with their molars , saw threw a rope like licorice .
We work a couple of different businesses and one of them my customers expect two things when I pull in the drive way , a clean pickup and Hondo , so I guess I was the third wheel He preferred to do those jobs after hours so not only the customer were home but the neighbor hood in some areas that new him by name .
Hondo told us it was time , cancer got the better of him , his mind was all there but his body was broke on the inside . We faught it when we found out but it was to late . He taught us a lot and can never be replaced but the next one will have some serious paws to fill
Hondo is a jobber Dog , he rides in or the back of the pickup with an opened kennel to come and go as he pleases and has been with me no matter where I go 24/7 he's even flown a few times . There has been only two times we've been apart and that wasn't but for a couple of days .
Hondo has what I would consider a Dogs life , there was no need for a leash but it was used sometimes , he preferred to carry it though . Always looking for fun , I watched him one time put a sneak on a cow moose . They where face to face about twenty feet apart and he dropped to his belly like a cat and bolted like a stick of dynamite was lit , shot between he legs from front to back . The cow didn't even have time to respond and since he got away with it he tried it with the cow's yearling , a young bull . Well that didn't turn out the way he planned it , that young bull decided he's doing the charge , Hondo new the harmless fun was over and quickly excused himself . He was always good about staging himself , if I would move to another location he would move also keeping himself between me and the moose , I guess he figured it was his responsibility . He was never a fan of bears though , I couldn't figure that one out . If he came across bear scat he would do his darnest to leave a present and if he didn't have one he'd lift a leg .
His nose did get him in trouble once in a while like the time he went up to a porcupine and got a tail in the face . Luckily it was a young one and only a dozen or so quills . It took two of us to get them out though , I had to put him in a head lock to pull them out with pliers . That was exhausting for all of us , he wanted them out and new what I was doing but couldn't help but pull away .
Kind of like a couple of times he'd be chewing up a stick and would get it stuck between his teeth or the roof of his mouth . He walked up to me and a friend with the biggest smile on his face that looked like the Joke in a Batman cartoon . My friend held his head as best as possible and I stuck a finger in there to pull it out from being wedged to the roof of his mouth , I was happy to get my finger back . Goldens are soft mouthed bird dogs but they have some serious crushing abilities with their molars , saw threw a rope like licorice .
We work a couple of different businesses and one of them my customers expect two things when I pull in the drive way , a clean pickup and Hondo , so I guess I was the third wheel He preferred to do those jobs after hours so not only the customer were home but the neighbor hood in some areas that new him by name .
Hondo told us it was time , cancer got the better of him , his mind was all there but his body was broke on the inside . We faught it when we found out but it was to late . He taught us a lot and can never be replaced but the next one will have some serious paws to fill
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