I have another archive photo for this ”Photo Friday” and it take me back to the summer I worked in Norway as a dog handler, taking tourists and business men into the mountains on dog sledges.
It was a simple carefree summer and I loved working the dogs even though it was mostly cleaning out the dog shit and feeding them but also running them every day for exercise and training, every day I was amazed how strong the dogs were when they with ease would pull our stripped out VW transporter round in the woods at breakneck speed, we used the VW when there was no snow on the ground and it had no doors or engine and therefore no brakes, the no brakes part was making it quite interesting to make emergency stops!
If for some reason you needed to make an emergency stop you called out to the dogs to make them stop and as soon as the speed slowed, you jumped out of the still moving van with a land anchor trying to nail it in the ground with your body weight and if you were not successful it meant that you on a good day had to sprint next to the van and jump back on board while you tried to avoid the anchor being dragged on the ground, on a bad day you would fall or get entangled in the anchor before you had to sprint and jump back on board, once you stopped there would be time to assess how badly you were hurt or injured “those were good times”.
This was my lead dog and while strictly not a pet but a working dog he would shift between work and play in an instant and when he was in work mode and all business like he could be very scary when reprimanding the rest of the pack.
But as soon as he was out of the harness he would look at me with a sparkle in his eyes and be ready to play like a cheeky puppy.
At the end of the summer season I had to go home and it was with a heavy heart I left the dogs behind, I swore I would be back one day but never did :0/