Grayson D.s’ family adopted Oliver from the Rescue League of
the Pembroke Welsh Corgi Club of Greater Atlanta in March
of 2011, when he was 2-years old. Life in their home hasn’t been
the same since.
“Oliver packs a whopping personality into his solid 33-pounds of
tri-colored Corginess” writes Grayson. “From the moment he walked in the front
door he was fully in charge of our household — and our hearts.”
“Adopting a fully grown Corgi is not for everyone though, and I
don’t recommend it for households with small children, as
we’ve had to contend with territory issues (he still thinks he
commands — as his born Corgi duty — all beds, sofas and most
pillows), and a rather mean food aggression that causes Oliver
to react first, be contrite later. But with time, love,
patience, activity and plenty of firmness, Oliver is becoming
the perfect pet.”
“Oliver is happiest, grinning with full-up Corgi happy ears, when
he’s part of the action. Most any will do. Preferably some
action involving children.”
especially in need of herding, so make sure your Corgi isn’t
startling people with that insistence on herding, well, pretty
much anything that moves on the ground, in Oliver’s case.”
and out of the reindeer games. He cries and acts-out terribly if
there’s no car ride, at the very least, in his daily routine.
And we all know how Corgis love their routines.”
knows he’ll be admired, ooh’d and ahh’d over, and maybe even
belly-scratched. One morning we discovered the Susan G. Komen
3-Day walkers right in front of our house, and Oliver was
ecstatic. Ladies everywhere, far as the eyes could see, all
there walking by just to admire his many Corgi wonders!”
“Our boy Ollie (he also goes by “Oll,” “Bunny,” “The Corg,”
“Boy,” “Puff,” “Stubs,” “Sir CorgiPants,” and whatever pops in
our head at any moment) has a bit of a cautious streak in his
strong nature, but that doesn’t stop him from swimming, boating
or hiking right alongside us. He has great courage, endurance and a deep sense of that infamous Corgi right. He’s
not terribly buoyant though, and can tip over to one side when
paddling (“stubbing”) a water curve, and thus commence sinking,
so a doggy life jacket is a must-wear in all water activities.”
Mountain Corgi.”
small waterfall. Although Oliver doesn’t really play; rather, he
was trying to guard “his girl”, my 12 year-old Ava. To his eyes, she was
doing very troubling things, like sliding down a
rock into a pool of water.”
Corgi to rummage-sniff his way through. (Two turkey and cheese
on wheat sandwiches went missing from the picnic basket on the
car ride to a picnic, with two sandwich wrappers left neatly in
the back of the station wagon as crime scene evidence. Oliver is
THE prime suspect in the case of the missing picnic sandwiches;
the only suspect, come to think of it).”
“Should he not be right there alongside us, literally at our feet
or directly under them (always hold the stair rails) to guard
us in all that we do, then surely the entire planet would just
meltdown in total chaos. We humans can be so ridiculous to the
sensible Corgi, and I’m certain Oliver firmly believes we would
all cease to exist unless he was personally looking out for
our best interests … all the time. That or feeding him
something, anything will do. Raw onions dropped from the kitchen
counter? No prob. He’ll eat those too.”
“Overall, Oliver’s distinct Corginess, robust zest and enthusiasm
for his people and for life make for a very lively, very happy
household indeed!”
Yes! Anything that falls off the counter will do. Raw onion? No question. Raw spinach? Only a micro-second of indecision before scarf. Corn husk? (HUSK, not cob) That had to be taken under the table…and then consumed. Just to experiment, I dropped another piece of husk to see if it would be repeated. Of course. Second and third piece met the same fate. I didn't have the heart to see just how much corn husk she would eat. All of this leaves me with the question, is there any food that my dog won't eat?
Rebecca & LMPP
Bol laughing at the food requisition. My number two favourite awake pastime. Well done Oliver. Have a terrific Tuesday.
Best wishes Molly
Well, Oliver, you certainly have found a good spot for yourself. Try to relax a bit in the herding department. Your humans look like they are fairly competent in taking care of themselves. Hope the Corgi police do not catch up with you on that sandwich rap (get it, huh, huh, huh?) You are a good boy.
I had to laugh about the sandwich theft. That sounds about right. Good on you Oliver for finding such a great, loving, patient home.
Ollie has a lot of the same corgi spirit my boy, Roland, has! Ollie is adorable. Love his happy corginess. 🙂
Ollie has a lot of the same corgi spirit my boy, Roland, has! Ollie is adorable. Love his happy corginess. 🙂
Oliver sounds like a blast! I agree about handrails on stairs. I tell my corgi I fall much quicker than he can run down them (or even up them).
Well Oliver this is one true amazing Family you have found. Sounds like they feed you good… take you for good outings.. swimming.. meeting 'chicks' .. and have the roam of the house.. What a life.. and best of all Your Loved As all Corgis Are..
loved reading about oliver…..but was a bit concerned about the eating of the onions, they are on the list of food not to let your dog eat but no one else mentioned it in their comments so I googled it to make sure. And they are on the list, thought you'd like to know.
Jeanne