Thursday, April 16, 2009

Get that Dog!

Aren't those purty? Linda brought those over for me right before we went on a walk. I know, it sounds like I'm bragging because so many of y'all would love to get the chance to go for a walk with Linda (not to mention, have her bring you pretty flowers!). I'm hoping she feels the same way I did that our brisk adventure in the outdoors, chatting it up, was awesome therapy for both of us.

We debated bringing the dogs - she would have taken Bogey (Wednesday playdate day), and I would have taken Syd, but since we walked a ways along a country road, I chose to pass. While we were in the house, I took off Bogey's bark collar, you could hear him baying two houses down due to his displeasure of being left behind.

When we got back, just as Linda was trying to squeeze out the door without the dogs, I warned, "Be careful, she'll bolt" - and sure enough, Syd bullied her way through the door, and Bogey promptly followed. Combine freedom with a bit of an attitude for being left behind and I've got a problem on my hands. To his credit, Bogey isn't that hard to catch, but Sydney is a nightmare. It's all a big game to her, this delightful game of chase which usually ends (at her choosing) with some treat to lure her back into the house. The "game" makes me feel like the worst kind of dog owner, where she calls all the shots. But, I have yet to come up with a better way. If you put a shock collar on her, she's perfect. But, without it, she's a handful.

So, this picture was taken around the corner from our house, where she and Bogey had wandered. I had decided I'd just open the car door and have them both hop in. I had a few errands that I'd planned to do sans dogs, but it seemed an acceptable sacrifice to take them with me to be able to capture them. But, oh no, Syd wasn't ready - she was still having fun. This picture is taken with my cell phone (as was the above shot), sitting in the back seat of the van, waiting for Syd to hop in and eat the last of the granola bar I'd tried to tempt her with that was sitting on the way back seat. I was back there trying to hold on to Bogey who wanted to bolt again, or eat the granola bar himself. Notice Syd's expression - the power is all hers!!!

It eventually worked, we ran our errands, and I drug Sydney by her collar all the way to the front door when we returned. Good thing our kids don't run over me as bad as our dog does!

6 comments:

Lois Lane II said...

Oh, Lord, I feel your pain. I HATE when my dog barks at the neighbors...in their yard...

Growin' with it! said...

ugg. i feel awful! would you believe that when i stopped at the light on gilham, i got panicky and looked in my rear window outta fear she had followed me. you poor thing. a great walk and hmm, how about a bit more exercise!

well, at least she gives ya bloggy material! ☺

thanks for the chat, i sure feel better!

Anonymous said...

Remote Shock Collars are one of the most effective, simplest and most humane training aids available. Remote Shock Collars are placed on a dog's neck, allowing a trainer to deliver small static corrections of varying strength by remote control. The correction the dog gets from the remote dog training collar is no different than static from walking on carpet. The benefits of working with a remote dog training collar is the trainer can immediately correct a dog's mistakes at a distance far greater than leash training allows. A Shock Collar is a safe, effective and humane way to train your dog.

Beeeeeeee said...

Give her a few more years and I bet she will mellow. Our dog did. She's ten now we can hike with her without a leash and she stays close and she runs out the front door but never goes beyond the sidewalk. Unless the mailman is around then all bets are off...

StephieAnne said...

Oh Linda, don't feel bad, this happens about once a week, or two weeks. Usually, she isn't this resistant though... Nice of that "anonymous" poster to give me a sales pitch on shock collars. Yes, that works, but she'd have to wear it 24-7 to be effective, and that seems a little extreme.

Beverly said...

Beeeee-utiful flowers from a beeee-utiful gal!!

Gosh - I can't believe she didn't help you track down the dogs.

:)