Wild Dogs: Gwendolynn Scott
Wednesday, 12.23.2009 / 2:02 PM / Minnesota Wild | Features
By Glen Andresen - Manager of Social Media
Our dogs treat us like celebrities when they see us, but they’re not looking for an autograph or a photo. They just want to hang with us and show us how fast they can run in a circle.
Minnesota Wild players are no different than us when it comes to loving their furry friends. Their pooches don’t yell at them, or get upset over a loss and they have most likely never booed them. They treat all of their owners like they average five goals a game and win the Hart Trophy every season.
For the remainder of this season, Wild.com will learn about Wild players and the special relationships they have with their dogs.
Last time, we met Caymus, Nick Schultz’ West Highland white terrier. Our third installment features John Scott and his dog, Gwendolynn, a Pomeranian/Toy Poodle mix. Needless to say, the sight of 6-foot-8 John Scott walking a two-pound dog must be a sight to behold.
Owner: John Scott
Breed: Pomeranian/Toy Poodle mix
Residence: Minneapolis, Minnesota
Big Man, Little Dog: We got Gwendolynn down in Texas when I was playing with Houston. My wife, Danielle researched on the Internet and found a breeder down there that had these puppies, so that’s where we found her.
We were living in an apartment so we knew we couldn’t get a huge dog, but we both wanted a dog. For where we were at as far as a living situation, that’s kind of how she fit in. The house thing is a big issue when you don’t have a yard for a big dog to run around in.
I like her being so small. It’s our first dog together, so it was nice to have a low maintenance puppy instead of a huge dog.
Former Cat People: We were both cat people growing up, but we had two cats in Houston that I think were possessed by the devil. We thought a dog would be a little easier to control.
The Training: I think I’m the pack leader, but she has different personalities around us. With me, she plays, plays, and plays. With my wife, she just relaxes, sleeps and hangs out. She’s a lap dog with my wife.
We both took care of the training, but it was hard for me to be strict. I don’t know why. I got a couple different tips from my wife on how to be the disciplinarian when there was pee on the floor, but we kind of winged it with training. My wife taught her a bunch of tricks like sit, stay, spins and roll over. She’s a super smart dog.
Gwendolynn’s Quirks: We’ve had instances where, if she’s not getting attention, she’ll fake like she has an injury. When we bring her to parties and nobody is watching her, she starts limping around. As soon as you start paying attention to her, she starts darting around the room like a bat out of hell.
The first time, we thought her leg was broken or something was seriously wrong. But then when we looked closely at her, she started bouncing all over the place. She’s sneaky smart. Too smart for her own good.
The Pooch and Player Bond: She’s just always there. When I wake up, she’s either on my pillow or right next to my face. She’s always got to be touching my skin when I’m asleep, and she’s got to be at my feet whenever I walk around. It’s nice to have a companion, especially when my wife’s away or I’m away. She’s awesome.