Brrr... Brick the Karelian, in his element.

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Nenad Obradovic on September 21, 2012

Very nice photo Like and favorite

Diane on September 21, 2012

Hello, Nenad! Thanks!

arassk on January 16, 2013

Lovely dog. Good shot, beautiful photo. LIKE ! Greetings, ArassK.

Diane on January 17, 2013

Hi, ArassK - thanks!

OlliVesa on March 13, 2013

Karelian Bear Dog, in Finnish karjalankarhukoira, a very faithful but independent dog. Bold, too. My uncles who hunted big animals loved these dogs. And I must say that when I was kid I felt very safe having karjalankarhukoira close to me.

Diane on March 14, 2013

Thanks for the Finnish name! Yes, faithful and independent - he always has a rather distant look in his eyes as if he is looking for something "out there." He is very clam and quiet around the family. We used to live out in the woods, where there were cougars, bears, deer, coyotes, etc. He would sometimes jump through the electronic fence and disappear for days, then come back exhausted. I think he was chasing animals some of those times. We are pretty sure that once he did chase a bear, because 3 days after he disappeared a bear cub appeared alone in the yard. Two days after that, someone called and said, "we have your dog." He slept for a LONG time when he got home. I read that there are only 300 of these dogs in the US and this one was adopted by my son. He had been found running around in a remote area with no tag and half-starved.

Diane on March 14, 2013

Also, because there were a lot of cougar sightings, my grandchildren were not allowed outside without having Brick with them. :D

OlliVesa on March 14, 2013

Terve, Diane! (terve is a greeting word, interjection, like hello!, used when meeting or departing, meaning health, vigour, sanity; so with that you wish the other one enjoys health of body and sanity of mind)

Karjalankarhukoira is, as you surely guessed, a compound word: karjalan = genitive of Karjala, Karelia, land area divided between Finland and Russia); karhu = bear; koira = dog. Simple as that.

When I was child my uncle told me that if you treat this dog with love it will sacrifice its life protecting you, if needed. He said it's a very bold dog. But if you treat it badly, it very well can leave you, stray. So that may have happened with your Brick and its previous "owner".

Diane on March 14, 2013

Ah, I see! So interesting to see the translation, it's quite literal! Interesting, it seems likely that this dog was mistreated in some way, or maybe he just ran away chasing an animal and got lost. He was young and perhaps not quite "anchored" to his home. It is a rare and expensive dog here, so we always thought something strange must have happened to him. Once, someone shot him in the eye with a BB gun. He had run away again and might have been chasing someone's sheep or horse! But the pellet was removed without much trouble. He has to be kept on a leash whenever he is taken for a walk or he chases! He has a very large yard with a high fence, so now he can't just dash through it like he did the electronic one. Haha!

Some forestry and game departments in our region (N.West USA) have Karelian packs to go on patrol with them to protect against bears and cougars. It's even possible he belonged to one of those packs!

OlliVesa on March 15, 2013

Terve, Diane!

My relation to dogs is twofold. I like them but I'm very careful, or alert with them. I never go close to a dog before allowing us to study each other from distance. Then I take a step or two towards the animal and talk to it with soft voice, not giving any sign that I will touch it, or come closer to it. I let the dog to decide. If it's interested I show my hand to it to take smell and study me better. Before touching the dog I prefer, if possible, to lower myself to its eye level. And then I go on talking to it, usually telling it my impressions of it (which are, if we have got this far, positive). This is my ritual which I developed after my cousin's dog had bitten me when I was kid. My cousin and my brother were teasing that Finnish Spitz, it lost its nerves, got very angry and as I suddenly appeared from around the corner it attacked me, instead of those who teased it and who were closer. Afterwards it always was very sorry, for years. I believe it knew having made a mistake and always came to me with "I'm truly sorry" look in it's eyes. But I had got my lesson: animals are like humans, to a certain point unpredictable, and bound to error. This my ritual also helped me to overcome the fear for dogs, after I got bitten.

So I like dogs -especially stray dogs. You practically don't see stray dogs in Finland but in Mediterreanean Europe there are a lot of them. I find them very clever and prudent, therefore more intelligent and interesting company than dogs on leash. To make friends with a stray dog isn't easy but worth of it.

Diane on March 15, 2013

Ouch! A bad experience in childhood, we never forget. I am glad you have made peace with dogs and you are wise to be cautious. Everyone should be - except my dad, who adored dogs so much that he was never afraid of any dog. He attracted them the teenage girls run after Justin Beiber! The Pied Piper of dogs. Lol! Speaking of stray dogs, I found a little Dachshund yesterday in the parking lot, very frightened, obviously lost but she belonged to someone. I took the poor thing to the animal shelter, where I am certain her owner will look for her - no tag or microchip, kind of stupid!

Dachsbracke on April 6, 2013

I love your snowdog... ;-) LIKE

Friendly greetings from Germany,


Diane on April 7, 2013

Hello and thank you, Dachsbracke!

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