Wednesday, December 6, 2006

Welcome Wiley

[Edited to fix a link.]


This handsome fellow staring at a squirrel outside my study window is Wiley. He usually belongs to the Pastry Pirate pack, but his "alpha bitch" (as she sometimes refers to herself) is on her way to Las Vegas for a 16-week stint in the bakery of one of the Strip hotels and couldn't find a place to live that would accept dogs bigger than pocket-sized, so he'll be running with our pack here in Rust Belt until late April.

Wiley is a type of laika -- a generic name for a set of closely-related Russian hunting dog breeds. Laika was also the name (not just the breed) of the dog sent into space in Sputnik 2. And, last but not least, Laika Dog is also a rock band from Yorkshire.

This is what Wiley has to say for himself (in first person!) in the introduction to "The Book of Wiley" (the hilarious and informative guide the Pastry Pirate left with us):

I am a very good boy, overall...I am very smart, but I also worry more than most dogs, sometimes about things that may make no sense to you, such as the bad Feng Shui of how you place my water bowl.
Indeed, he has already moved his food bowl to the center of the room, away from the wall where we originally placed it. Fine -- we can walk around it. And so far he has been very good and very easy. He howled for a little bit after the Pirate left, and was kind of sad that first day, but now he's got his routine down and he's playing with us, eating healthily, and barking joyfully when either of us comes home from being at school or out. If you followed the laika links, you learned that the word "laika" means "barker." As "The Book of Wiley" states, "I bark a lot. It's my idiom. It's how I roll." He barks pretty predictably so far: at squirrels and other dogs, and when we come home. Oh, and when the old man who lives behind us makes doggy noises in an attempt to *get* Wiley to bark! (Well, at least the neighbors are understanding -- it's a doggy neighborhood.)

So everyone say hello to Wiley and give him a virtual butt scratch -- he really likes those!

12 comments:

Bardiac said...

Hi Wiley!

I miss the Pastry Pirate's blog! Tell her a fan says hi!

Tiruncula said...

Hello Wiley! Sounds like you're gonna have a great time at Dr. V's!

DK said...

Ooh,
What a beautiful dog. AW is sitting next to me and making fun of the fact that I am saying things like: "ooh, doggy" at the pix you've just posted. He looks a lot like Sara.

Dr. Virago said...

DK, I am such a doofus. It took me a couple minutes to figure out who the heck DK was. At first I thought you were a dude I dated in college (same initials) and thought, "Am I supposed to know who AW and Sara are?" and "How did he find my blog?" And then I realized who Sara was. And then it all fell together.

Duh!

And yes, he does look a bit like Sara, only bigger. He's 85 pounds of doggy. And his fur is very, very dense and multi-layered, which you can't quite see in the pic.

And Bardiac: the Pastry Pirate says hi back! Wiley would say hi to you and Tiruncula both, but, you know, he's a dog. :)

Ancrene Wiseass said...

Wiley is definitely a very handsome fellow, and I love that the Pastry Pirate brought "The Book of Wiley" along. Hi, Wiley!

It's certainly not difficult to understand why DK found Wiley so appealing: it's just funny that she's developed an (ironically? appropriately?) Pavlovian response to the sight of any dog whatsoever which causes her to immediately coo something along the lines of "Ooooh! Dogggggie!" I kid you not: every time.

Ancarett said...

Hello, Wiley! Hope you have a great stay!

medieval woman said...

cute pooch! I dig how he rolls...

Anniina said...

*scratches* Woof, Wiley-one!

Virgo Sis said...

Scratch, scratch.

Maybe I will visit before Wiley leaves.

And hi, DK and AW.

HeoCwaeth said...

**Pokes head out of research pile**

Puppy Pics! Yay! Scratch, scratch Wiley.

(Back to the paper. I've already used a stage direction in lieu of a transition sentence once.)

Dr. Lisa said...

ok, wiley I am sssssssssssssscrrrrrrrrrrrratchinnnnnnnnnng yer butttttt, sccccccccccccccraaaatchingggggggggg yer butt, scccccccccccccccratchingggggg yer butt.

(I always chant this when I am scratching my dogs's lower backs, right above the tail, which they love)>

Dr. Virago said...

Wiley says: Woof! Woof! Thanks everyone! I love humans and I love attention -- virtual or not! Woof!