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            Lareo + Indiana Jones + Srinivas

An invitation for Cesar Millan, "The Dog Whisperer" to train a Cordobes dog

Here we go again. Another dog bite. Can you believe this is my second dog bite? That makes two bullets that I have taken  for my dog.

 Although in both cases, I would like to be clear and state my dog’s innocence.

The following names of these  teeth grinding  assailants, have been modified to a last name initial  to protect the owner's integrity.

Case#1

Attacker’s name: Rufus G.

Breed: German Sheppard

Sex: Male

Proximity of wound: surrounding area of right knee cap

Wound Healing time: Forever

Attacker’s owner:  Victim's friend’s dog

Victim’s side of the story:

 Victim was leaving friends home after an afternoon chat. Escorting victim out  of the front door of  house, friend forgets to close the door entirely. (Hello..oo , First red flag.)

As the victim walked over to untie her dog against the side of her friends house, the assailant,  Rufus G ,  pushed his nose against the front door and glided in between the front door and it’s frame escaping.  As Rufus G approached the victim’s dog ,  Indiana Jones, a flying fur frenzy of aggression took place. The victim being right smack in the middle,  was knocked down by assailant Rufus G. and in a slow motion, (visual) Chariot of Fire moment, the mandibulas of

Rufus G.,  took a bite perforating the victims favorite low rider  wool pants purchased at “Barneys” of New York, (not that this piece of information is important to this deposition, but still, a painful retail lost), and inserted it’s teeth into the victim’s knee area causing  damage .

End of story.

 

Case #2

Attacker’s name: Clara C.

Accessory to crime: Sophie C.

Breed: little four legged aggressive yapping hot dog and Cocker Spaniel

Sex: both females

Proximity of wound: underneath  right side calve , several inches above left side of ankle area.

Wound healing time: Don’t ask. It’s only day 7.

Attacker’s owner: One of my across the street neighbor’s (not saying which one)

Victim’s side of the story:

 While walking  her dog, Indiana Jones ,  victim's neighbor in typical Argentine oblivion*, was pulling out of her driveway with the gates wide open, (Duh! First red flag) when her two dogs, one Clara C .and Sophie C.(cocker spaniel)  grabbed an opportunity of  freedom from their usual fenced in prison bars and escaped to the street ( Really ?!! , Duh  #2) and like two bats out of hell, pounced on the victims dog.  Victim immediately let go of the leash to distance herself from this violent ménage et toi . As victim stepped back, victim's dog Indiana Jones and Sophie C. continued their dominating dispute.

 Meanwhile, ,  Clara C. remained behind with the victim and for no good reason other than to make the victims life miserable, took a chunk of the victims Cuban /American leg meat for a quick snack.

End of story.

My spritual seeking question is:

Where is the “Dog Whisperer” when you need him?

I openly challenge  the dog guru himself, the maestro of dog trainers,the honorable Cesar  Millan to train a Cordobes dog. Of course, with complimentary accommodations at 279 Boutique Bed+Breakfast. How about it Cesar?!!!

*you mean , other people besides me exist?

Fiesta de Gauchos (Argentine Cowboy Gathering) in Alta Gracia

   Far away from the center of town, driving through one of those out of the way , dusty, graveled  roads, a desolate field  surrounded by trees, shrubs, and blue skies  awaits us.  Local Gauchos ,"Los Serranos" from Alta Gracia gather for another “Fiesta de Gauchos” event.

    My friend John,  an honorary “Gringo Gaucho”, is always one up on these events and is my “In” connection to this underground world of what I would call the real McCoy's of Argentine cowboys. Arriving to one of these events, always feels like a secret out of the way gathering, that is only for a select breed of participants and spectators. These Gauchos, many of them entire families , are dressed in their best and ready to compete for prizes and a show of honor.

The first event of the afternoon is “La Lanca”, a sort of modern day version of jousting. The competing gaucho runs his horse at full gallop with one hand on the reins and the other hand holding a lance in air and aiming for a barely visible target, a small ring that dangles from an extended pole. Talk about coordination, precision and focus! This is really a very impressive event to witness. These gauchos have trained since a young age and have reached a level of coordination that surpasses anything that you can imagine. The events continue with little bucking ponies which at first, seem like innocent miniature creatures , that is until the young gauchos  bravely mount them and are released into a frenzy of uncontrollable bucking .

As I watch this event, I am convinced that this is the  “Rite of Passage” for these young Argentine gauchos to prove their manhood. As they fly off these ponies and hit the hard ground, they quickly get up, brush themselves off and as tradition goes,  after wards, they  mount a larger horse while handed the Argentine Flag to proudly wave  as they circle the arena of spectators. And on goes the events with bucking mules and bucking horses to follow.

Of course what is a gaucho fiesta without the traditional Choripan sandwich (sausage), locro (corn stew) and the  famous Argentine empanadas , all this, while being accompanied by an extra large plastic cup of Quilmes beer as the announcer is heard in the background reciting Gaucho poetry while the participants are being prepped for their moment of glory.

If you are lucky enough to witness one of these events, you will go back home with memories of a true representation of Argentina’s culture and heritage .