........... Peter did you wait till your dog was an adult before taking HIM out for rides or did you take HIM out when HE was a puppy? ........
Him, Darren; Him!! Fixed it for you tho! :thumbup:
Dunno why everyone thinks that such a tough looking fella like Max is a 'she', He's got a bikie jacket, doggles, & a beard 'n all... but people still call Him a her! :gaah: Usually only once tho!
Not to worry tho, he's survived so far without having to savage anyone's ankle for re-offending! :2thumbs:
You ask how old he was when he first came riding? Well, he's been riding with me & keeping me in line for 16 years so far, so I guess he can handle a little gender confusion. He came out on his first ride with me when he was about 8 weeks old, and enjoyed it heaps, leaning into the curves & showing off to his adoring public - so he's been riding & driving with me ever since. For a lot of his early outings, he was so small (fitted on the palm of my hand with room to spare!) that I usually insisted that he travel in my jacket pocket (I wore a Dri-z-a-bone with those deep square flap covered pockets back then, so it was the safest place for such a tiny fella!) & only really graduated to the tank bag & the small pet palace full time once he'd reached his fighting weight of 2.5 kilos. I was a little surprised at how well he took to riding, & how much he enjoyed it, but while he was small, he'd always been a bit of an adventurous type & was always the first of his litter to be out exploring & tasting new stuff. I probably should've realised he'd enjoy pretty much everything I did when we first met.... he was so young the paint hadn't dried yet, his eyes were barely open, & he was sooo tiny, but he was out exploring the room well outside his mum's reach when we arrived & he quickly discovered my boot. He checked it out first to get his bearings, then climbed aboard, savaged the boot lace for a bit, and soon went to sleep sucking on the lace end while the Missus & I finalised his adoption - he adopted us & has travelled with us ever since! In fact, we've literally just finished a 600 mile run, with Max supervising the whole way.... altho he does 'rest his eyes' a lot more on long trips these days than he once used to, but he still lets me know when I'm slowing up too much! He's just a bit of a speed freak! :clap:
I reckon Max knew exactly where he wanted to be & what he wanted to do from the set to, and he didn't need to expend too much effort in making his preferences known - I'd guess your new companion will very quickly let you know too Darren! :thumbup: