The lady got a big dog crate for me to use. I guess she didn't remember that I don't like to be inside a dog house. What I do like about dog houses is tearing out the blankets and cushions that are inside them. I know I did this as a puppy, but there are some things a dog like me just can't seem to grow out of. It's just too much fun.The lady doesn't learn very quickly though. She gave me a mean look, called me a bad dog until I really did feel ashamed of myself, then put the blanket and the remainder of the torn up foam back in the dog crate.
Did she think I didn't see the foam hiding under the blanket? I know I shouldn't have. I knew I'd get yelled at, but again, it was too tempting. Why is it so fun too tear up foam? You take a bite and spit out the little tiny pieces and then do it all over again. Pull and tear, pull and tear. What's not to like?
I'll tell you. The lady yelling at me and shaming me till I shrunk down to my belly.
Justin has been gone to Colorado Springs lately, so I have been sleeping outside with Shasta. It's ok...until I hear a siren. It sounds so sad and I have an irresistible urge to howl, so I do. Loud, forlorn, and with great feeling I put my head up and howl to match the siren's scream. I've found that is a super quick way to get my least favorite collar put on. Anyway, I still get a few good howls in.
The lady is getting me another collar as I shook off my choke collar at the park. She tried tying me out front while she worked, but I got out of another choke collar and went exploring. It's not like I don't come back; I just don't come back when they want me to. She shamed me again. Hate that.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Bbbbbbbbarking all day
Early this morning the lady took me to a dog park and I was an angel. No one was there at first, but this dog the lady called, "Hooch" came. The lady said he looked like a TV dog, whatever that is. He was great at first and we acted like dogs do, but then he picked up a ball and how was I supposed to know he was over the top protective of his ball? I came up to him like I had before and he tore in to me. Yep, I peed myself, but good grief, HE WAS HUGE and he took me right down to the ground and then just walked away. Okay dokay. Lesson learned. Don't go near dogs bigger than me when they have a ball in their mouth. Afterwards we ran around together, but I wasn't quite ready to be buddy best friends again.
Things have been crazy today. The house across the street is getting a new roof and there is all sorts of banging and hammering and people walking around. I have done my part and barked the entire day. She thought if she took me over there and introduced me to the men I would stop barking. She thought if she sat with me on the sidewalk across the street from them I would stop barking. No and no. She let me in the house and I was a quiet and very happy dog.
Right now the lady has me inside tied to the table. I don't really want to go into why she feel she has to do this, but I can kind of understand it. I really hate her cat and the feeling is mutual.
Things have been crazy today. The house across the street is getting a new roof and there is all sorts of banging and hammering and people walking around. I have done my part and barked the entire day. She thought if she took me over there and introduced me to the men I would stop barking. She thought if she sat with me on the sidewalk across the street from them I would stop barking. No and no. She let me in the house and I was a quiet and very happy dog.
Right now the lady has me inside tied to the table. I don't really want to go into why she feel she has to do this, but I can kind of understand it. I really hate her cat and the feeling is mutual.
Friday, October 4, 2013
Hide and sneak
The lady taught me a new game today. She had me sit and stay on the rug and then she went upstairs and called me. It was super exciting and I loved it. At the beginning, it was too hard to stay on the rug and I would sneak off it, tip toeing oh so quietly, towards the stairs. Drats, she always would hear me and make me go back to the rug, sit, and stay, all over again. But, it was still so much fun. At the end, after I found her, I would race back downstairs and sit on the rug and wait for her to call me. She said I do have a brain. I guess that's a good thing?
Making the place feel like home
I thought the fluffy bed inside the dog house needed airing out again, so I dragged it out of the dog house and shook it while running around the yard. It took awhile for it to exit the dog house though, so I guess you could say I rearranged the furniture in my world. Again, the lady was not happy with me. She said something about why did I wait till it snowed to drag the dog bed all around. And since the dog house was upside down, wet, and in the middle of the yard, she gave me a snarky look for that too. Like I can control the weather.
We played a lot today. Walks, runs, ball at the park and frisbee in the front yard. Shasta thinks she can take the ball right out of my mouth and she is sooo sneaky about it too. She walks around me and acts like she is searching for something and when I look down, she grabs the ball right out of my mouth. But I have her figured out now. I take it to the lady first, well, most of the time. The lady makes Shasta come to her when I have the ball. I can't help myself because I am so proud that I beat out Shasta in getting to it first that I have to come and show Shasta the ball-while it is in my mouth. Yes, I put it right in her face and prance around and it is a nan-er, nan-er moment for me and I LOVE it. Since Shasta gets in trouble if she chases me and the lady never comes after me, I know I have to give the lady the ball or the game is over. Once when I didn't, she turned and walked away from me. Just like that. Hello, we are in the middle of a game here! Leavers are losers! I dashed after her, but wouldn't give the ball to her hand; I dropped it on the grass. Showed her who was boss.
The lady didn't tie me up the other night and now I know it was a test. Epic failure! Shasta has one sheep skin to lie on and I chose the other. It smelled soooo good. I started to nibble and got a little obsessed with it. The lady heard me and came over and I got to hear my least favorite word again. NO! Then she tied me up and I had to sleep in the dog bed. When I grow up, maybe I'll be able to have a sheepskin to sleep on. I'm pretty sure that won't be happening soon though.
We played a lot today. Walks, runs, ball at the park and frisbee in the front yard. Shasta thinks she can take the ball right out of my mouth and she is sooo sneaky about it too. She walks around me and acts like she is searching for something and when I look down, she grabs the ball right out of my mouth. But I have her figured out now. I take it to the lady first, well, most of the time. The lady makes Shasta come to her when I have the ball. I can't help myself because I am so proud that I beat out Shasta in getting to it first that I have to come and show Shasta the ball-while it is in my mouth. Yes, I put it right in her face and prance around and it is a nan-er, nan-er moment for me and I LOVE it. Since Shasta gets in trouble if she chases me and the lady never comes after me, I know I have to give the lady the ball or the game is over. Once when I didn't, she turned and walked away from me. Just like that. Hello, we are in the middle of a game here! Leavers are losers! I dashed after her, but wouldn't give the ball to her hand; I dropped it on the grass. Showed her who was boss.
The lady didn't tie me up the other night and now I know it was a test. Epic failure! Shasta has one sheep skin to lie on and I chose the other. It smelled soooo good. I started to nibble and got a little obsessed with it. The lady heard me and came over and I got to hear my least favorite word again. NO! Then she tied me up and I had to sleep in the dog bed. When I grow up, maybe I'll be able to have a sheepskin to sleep on. I'm pretty sure that won't be happening soon though.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Borrrring dog days
The lady has been gone a lot. All day yesterday and most of today. I got a walk yesterday- on a leash the whole time, but I was good and heeled when she told me too, but some smells were too tempting not to smell. I was bored and though I didn't dig, I did destroy everything in the recycle garbage on Wednesday. Today when she returned home, she took Shasta and me for a walk and I was a perfect angel.
She brings two balls to the park, but usually only throws one for us to race after. Shasta is super competitive. I'm faster than she is, but she goes all out and I'm happy to follow, unless the ball is closer to me, and then I race for it. Right before the lady throws it, she looks us in the eye and tells us who should get it. If Shasta doesn't try to 'herd' me, I'll bring it back to or near the lady. She calls Shasta the clean up crew as she grabs the ball I bring back and drops it at the lady's feet. Sometimes I'll surprise the lady and drop it in her hand. I always get lots of happy sounds from the lady when I do this and sometimes I even let her pet me and ruff up my scruff. Today was fun because the lady sat down in the grass and had us bring the ball and drop it on her lap.
The lady is being careful with me because I jumped another dog at the dog park. He was a little cocker spaniel and I thought he was acting weak and that made me feel like acting tough. I didn't know he had a bodyguard in the shape of a Malamute Husky. This dog rushed me, grabbed me by my scruff and tossed me like a rag. He didn't want to fight, but he definitely wanted me to stop what I was doing. And I did !!! But after about 5 minutes I went back to that little dog, but he huddled down between his man's feet and I couldn't get to him nor would I let the lady catch me. Again, the Husky rushed me and knocked me off my feet. But he got hurt when he ran into me. I am pretty solid and didn't mean to hurt him, but he was limping after running into me. The lady talked to the man and then she caught me and we left. She said we can only go back when there aren't dogs there, at least for awhile. She makes me sit and be still whenever another dog is around and I have to let them smell me. So embarrassing, but I'm not as worried about them attacking me.
She brings two balls to the park, but usually only throws one for us to race after. Shasta is super competitive. I'm faster than she is, but she goes all out and I'm happy to follow, unless the ball is closer to me, and then I race for it. Right before the lady throws it, she looks us in the eye and tells us who should get it. If Shasta doesn't try to 'herd' me, I'll bring it back to or near the lady. She calls Shasta the clean up crew as she grabs the ball I bring back and drops it at the lady's feet. Sometimes I'll surprise the lady and drop it in her hand. I always get lots of happy sounds from the lady when I do this and sometimes I even let her pet me and ruff up my scruff. Today was fun because the lady sat down in the grass and had us bring the ball and drop it on her lap.
The lady is being careful with me because I jumped another dog at the dog park. He was a little cocker spaniel and I thought he was acting weak and that made me feel like acting tough. I didn't know he had a bodyguard in the shape of a Malamute Husky. This dog rushed me, grabbed me by my scruff and tossed me like a rag. He didn't want to fight, but he definitely wanted me to stop what I was doing. And I did !!! But after about 5 minutes I went back to that little dog, but he huddled down between his man's feet and I couldn't get to him nor would I let the lady catch me. Again, the Husky rushed me and knocked me off my feet. But he got hurt when he ran into me. I am pretty solid and didn't mean to hurt him, but he was limping after running into me. The lady talked to the man and then she caught me and we left. She said we can only go back when there aren't dogs there, at least for awhile. She makes me sit and be still whenever another dog is around and I have to let them smell me. So embarrassing, but I'm not as worried about them attacking me.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Not My Best day
"No!!!" was a word I heard a lot today. It started at the park when I was fetching a ball and running around and flying through the air like Pegasus. I was feeling at the top of my game when I saw the little grey ball of fluff. I had to investigate, so I ran over there. "NO!!! COME!!! the lady said, but I didn't listen. The little ball of fluff was a dog and there was a man attached to a leash with it. I expected it to start snarling at me, so I snarled first. The man was not happy with the lady and told her I should be on a leash, but I wanted to stay free so I wouldn't let anyone catch me. The lady turned and walked away from me. Hello?! That is against all dog rules of catching because now I had to follow her. I couldn't help myself. Then she put a leash on me and walked me all around the park making me heel. Not fun. And she wouldn't let me smell bushes either. I had to do exactly what she asked.
When we got home, she let me follow her around the house and when I went upstairs, I smelled something interesting on the man's side of the bed, and being a male dog, and a fine specimen, I wanted to add my scent to it in my own special way. The lady went crazy again and shouted, "NO!!!" She is lucky I have great control as I immediately turned off the faucet. She put me outside.
The lady found the spot on the bedspread where I had left my special scent on and she washed it and hung it outside to dry in the sun. I thought it would be fun to pull on, but nooooooo was the word I heard again. She let me stay inside, but she watched me like I was a bad dog or something. Then I went outside and took a nap. Now that was relaxing...until the lady watered her plants and water-loving Shasta just had to play and run through the hose. I do not like water. I do not like it Sam-I-am.
I like sleeping in the house at night. Last night the lady had me sleep next to her man. Anywhere is good with me; as long as it is inside, I am happy. As soon as the lights go out, I fall right asleep.
When we got home, she let me follow her around the house and when I went upstairs, I smelled something interesting on the man's side of the bed, and being a male dog, and a fine specimen, I wanted to add my scent to it in my own special way. The lady went crazy again and shouted, "NO!!!" She is lucky I have great control as I immediately turned off the faucet. She put me outside.
The lady found the spot on the bedspread where I had left my special scent on and she washed it and hung it outside to dry in the sun. I thought it would be fun to pull on, but nooooooo was the word I heard again. She let me stay inside, but she watched me like I was a bad dog or something. Then I went outside and took a nap. Now that was relaxing...until the lady watered her plants and water-loving Shasta just had to play and run through the hose. I do not like water. I do not like it Sam-I-am.
I like sleeping in the house at night. Last night the lady had me sleep next to her man. Anywhere is good with me; as long as it is inside, I am happy. As soon as the lights go out, I fall right asleep.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
House priviledges
I really don't like going outside after the lady lets me in the house. I've done the lay-on-the-floor-and-be dead-weight routine and she had to pull me on my back to the outside porch. I've run and hidden, but she always finds me and puts me out. Both of those are kind of fun and I get lots of attention.
The lady tried a new strategy today. She opened the door and said, "Outside." When I collapsed on the floor, she just stood over me saying, 'outside' over and over until I nearly lost my mind. I ran to another room to get away from that annoying word, but she followed me from room to room saying THAT WORD over and over. You know what? Outside started to look really good and I was excited to go through that door and get away from her and that word. She did this to me two times and now, I am sooooooo happy to go outside whens she first tells me to. I actually feel like I'm growing up. Picture that, me making choices on what what she wants and not on what I want. I know. I'm not quite the "perfect" dog Shasta is, but I am smart and learning fast.
When the lady sits on the floor, Shasta sits on one side of her and I sit on the other side. I know I had two walks today and played at the park twice, but I wanted to wrestle. Snarky Shasta just growled at me. The lady played with me, but she always wants to stop before I do. So, I decided to chew on her arm. I didn't nibble hard, but she said something like, "I'm not a chew toy." and then she grabbed her keys and told Shasta and me to come.
Hey, hey. CAR RIDE. I am really starting to like car rides and Shasta and I fight to see who can get in the car first. She usually wins because I want to sit up front and the lady always opens only the back door. We drove to a big store and we watched her go in. Lots of other people came and left, then finally I saw the lady and we drove home. I still can't bring myself to hang my head out the window. Shasta obviously hasn't seen Semi trucks play chicken before, so she loves feeling the wind in her face as she blinks bugs out of her eyes. No thank you for me.
Ha, the lady bought me a most delicious tasting bone. I chewed it for hours and it was much more fun than chewing on the lady's arm.
No body can sprawl on the floor like I do. The lady's husband shot this picture of me and you can see my form and style. Impressive, huh?
Last night I slept in the house. The lady was up late watching a movie (I only attacked the screen once, but hey, there was a dog barking on there and that needed to be addressed) After it ended, she sent me outside and said, "Potty." I'm not exactly sure what that meant, but it was late and the smell of the night air and the grass just kind of got things moving. You would have thought Christmas came early by how excited the lady was with me watering her bushes. Happy to oblige, ma'am.
The best part was when she took me upstairs and showed me my most favorite bed. YES!!!! If it wasn't for the strange noises coming from the other side of the tall flat surface, I would have gone straight to bed, but I had to investigate. I walked slowing around this tall thing. There was movement and then more noises. The lady kept pointing to my bed and whispering "bed", but the sounds were so interesting. I had to know more. I walked over there again, sat down, then I put my nose up on it. Hmm. I know that smell, but not that sound. Now I could go to bed. I don't know why she leashed me so close to her sleeping place and my bed. It's not like I was going anywhere. I slept like a puppy and didn't move all night. It wasn't quite light out when the man woke up and wanted to take me out. I was still sleepy, but the lady unleashed me, and told me to go. I did slurp her face once before I ran out the door. Score one for me!
The lady tried a new strategy today. She opened the door and said, "Outside." When I collapsed on the floor, she just stood over me saying, 'outside' over and over until I nearly lost my mind. I ran to another room to get away from that annoying word, but she followed me from room to room saying THAT WORD over and over. You know what? Outside started to look really good and I was excited to go through that door and get away from her and that word. She did this to me two times and now, I am sooooooo happy to go outside whens she first tells me to. I actually feel like I'm growing up. Picture that, me making choices on what what she wants and not on what I want. I know. I'm not quite the "perfect" dog Shasta is, but I am smart and learning fast.
When the lady sits on the floor, Shasta sits on one side of her and I sit on the other side. I know I had two walks today and played at the park twice, but I wanted to wrestle. Snarky Shasta just growled at me. The lady played with me, but she always wants to stop before I do. So, I decided to chew on her arm. I didn't nibble hard, but she said something like, "I'm not a chew toy." and then she grabbed her keys and told Shasta and me to come.
Hey, hey. CAR RIDE. I am really starting to like car rides and Shasta and I fight to see who can get in the car first. She usually wins because I want to sit up front and the lady always opens only the back door. We drove to a big store and we watched her go in. Lots of other people came and left, then finally I saw the lady and we drove home. I still can't bring myself to hang my head out the window. Shasta obviously hasn't seen Semi trucks play chicken before, so she loves feeling the wind in her face as she blinks bugs out of her eyes. No thank you for me.
Ha, the lady bought me a most delicious tasting bone. I chewed it for hours and it was much more fun than chewing on the lady's arm.
No body can sprawl on the floor like I do. The lady's husband shot this picture of me and you can see my form and style. Impressive, huh?
Last night I slept in the house. The lady was up late watching a movie (I only attacked the screen once, but hey, there was a dog barking on there and that needed to be addressed) After it ended, she sent me outside and said, "Potty." I'm not exactly sure what that meant, but it was late and the smell of the night air and the grass just kind of got things moving. You would have thought Christmas came early by how excited the lady was with me watering her bushes. Happy to oblige, ma'am.
The best part was when she took me upstairs and showed me my most favorite bed. YES!!!! If it wasn't for the strange noises coming from the other side of the tall flat surface, I would have gone straight to bed, but I had to investigate. I walked slowing around this tall thing. There was movement and then more noises. The lady kept pointing to my bed and whispering "bed", but the sounds were so interesting. I had to know more. I walked over there again, sat down, then I put my nose up on it. Hmm. I know that smell, but not that sound. Now I could go to bed. I don't know why she leashed me so close to her sleeping place and my bed. It's not like I was going anywhere. I slept like a puppy and didn't move all night. It wasn't quite light out when the man woke up and wanted to take me out. I was still sleepy, but the lady unleashed me, and told me to go. I did slurp her face once before I ran out the door. Score one for me!
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