Before Sammy passed on, we got a second standard poodle to keep him company. Zoe was a bitch and a lot smaller than Sammy, but another dog with a lovely temperament. She was very clever and as soon as Naomi started to train her, she showed a real aptitude for that kind of work, and Naomi ended up doing competitive obedience with her and dog shows entered our lives.
Even back then, Naomi's ability to cope with doing competitive obedience was somewhat limited, but she really enjoyed the rapport we developed with other obedience enthusiasts and were soon travelling as far afield as Scotland, Waldridge Fell in the North-East, and Lincolnshire & Birmingham as well as more local shows in Lancashire. Some of those shows were 2 or 3-day affairs and we'd take our caravan (and the parrots) and make a long weekend of it.
Of all of the dogs we've had since we acquired the parrots, Zoe is the one that really took to them, especially Gus. She would let Gus preen her claws without flinching or moving away, and Gus didn't seem remotely put off by her size. Most of the dogs we've had have respected the parrots and stayed clear of them (wise decision LOL), but Zoe developed a real relationship with Gus.
Unfortunately, Zoe's life was cut tragically short one day when she was chased out of our local park by two overly-friendly but very large bull mastiffs. They just wanted to say hello, but she was a bit of a scoobydoo and was overawed by their size. Before I could get hold of her she ran out of the park (closely followed by the aforementioned mastiffs), onto the road and got hit by a car and killed.