Innocent wrote:BTW how did you come up with a name like Vic for a German dog?
Innocent

Victor was named by the breeder. He and his litter mates were the "V" litter for that kennel and all got names beginning with "V". Schutzhund thing. I shorten it to "Vic", particularly for training, because it ends in a hard consonant that is more distinctive to the dog and is easier for them to pick out of the monkey chatter.

Mick, the only requirement for F Troop is to enjoy this as raw entertainment at its finest. After that, it's local autonomy...

BlauBear wrote: Victor was named by the breeder. He and his litter mates were the "V" litter for that kennel and all got names beginning with "V". Schutzhund thing. I shorten it to "Vic", particularly for training, because it ends in a hard consonant that is more distinctive to the dog and is easier for them to pick out of the monkey chatter..............

And because Vickie was to feminine

Victor...hmm we had mini schnauzers named Admiral Von Luckner (Lucky), Von Richtoffen (Rickie), Mountbatten (Batty), Von Bismark (Busy)..... the chickens were named after Brit royalty...Eggbert, Ethelred the unready, Charles, Elizabeth, George (a really confused hen) and so on.
Bob259....Vickie, no that is clearly a male head in the picture.

Innocent

Hello All,
My apologies for giving the snow bound a hard time, I do realise your in the depths of winter, but my U.S. geography is not the best. So I'm unfamiliar with who is where and how they fare with mother nature during the cold. How on earth you can have so many states in a joint only a scratch bigger than our island has got me stuffed. The red tape must be a nightmare....

I have worked in snow when I was cutting timber for a quid. I'll freely admit I hate the stuff, first your cold then in a short time your also wet, unless our snow is somehow different?

Be patient with me troops, all folk from the bottom half of the world can tend to be a little on the slow side, the Ram Slammers being a perfect example. It is the gravity you know, we are upside down... Hells bells I've just figured out why camels have humps!

Raton/Whittington I'm sure will go off well. I'll make sure we have plenty of "trade" goods with us. Thorny Devils, Camels, Bunyips and other such items of significant value....

Gotta go, I'm off to the range (15 minutes away) for a smallbore cowboy shoot. More shooting tomorrow and another cowboy shoot on Sunday. Hope this cheeses you all off a little..

Regards,
Outback Mick

Mick, as you know we are quarrelsome, so 50 states is barely enough to segregate the opinions and avoid critical mass.

As I understand it, your snow is like ours except it falls up.

Bob, the boys have decided Victor is a Polish Shepherd because he's a bit clumsy & clueless - imagine adolescence on four feet. Big feet. Really big feet. A Vickie would never act so awkward.

BlauBear wrote:Mick, as you know we are quarrelsome, so 50 states is barely enough to segregate the opinions and avoid critical mass.

As I understand it, your snow is like ours except it falls up.

Bob, the boys have decided Victor is a Polish Shepherd because he's a bit clumsy & clueless - imagine adolescence on four feet. Big feet. Really big feet. A Vickie would never act so awkward.

Won't they be surprised an a few more months

Bob259 wrote:Won't they be surprised an a few more months

An old veterinarian explained that Shepherds are slow learners that grow into great dogs, so stay patient. He really is attentive and inquisitive, with a good heart, but definitely hard to train. And growing very, very fast.

Better stop this or Evelio will be after me...

Folks if you want to see what Outback Micks does for a "QUID" follow this link, this is what Mick refers to as work. it pretty much sums up 6 months of the year for him
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k684dyRNSfY

Good one,
Yes, I taught the boy almost nothing of what I know.

The saddest thing is how many stupid buggers think its fair dinkum. Oh, that would include the majority of the Ramslammers..... Who is a new brotherhood member?

Regards,
Outback Mick