Calm Doesn't Work
My Irish Red and White Setter is a bit maniacal.
We are his third home, he's blind in one eye, and has no manners. He stands on the kitchen table, on all fours, (really), and licks the wood clean of all possible food particles. He has chewed the fingers off of my daughter's Dora the Explorer doll, eaten poker chips, two of my bras, cat litter, and has now discovered that there is water in the toilet bowl to drink.
The other day, the kittens were tag teaming Cowboy, the Setter, and he jumped on the couch to get them, knocking everything off the coffee table while taking cushions and pillows with him as well. The kids were yelling "No Cowboy, Uh Uh!" There was chaos - it was like watching Tom and Jerry or Sylvester and Tweety, only this time it was a dog versus two kittens.
I watch Caesar from "The Dog Whisperer" - he so knows how to handle crazy dogs. So, taking sage advice from Caesar I said to my son, "It's okay, just maintain a calm and assertive manner when giving him a command and all will be fine."
At that point my son turned and said quietly to the dog, "NO COWBOY. OFF THE COUCH. Ch ch!"
The dog then turned around, looked at my son, hopped off the couch on to two other chairs, knocking one down in the process. He had finally succeeded in banishing the cats into the laundry room. It was a train wreck.
That's when my son turned to me and said in a calm assertive manner, "Don't ya get it, Mom? Calm doesn't always work."
Life lessons through the eyes of a six year old. Ch Ch!
Happy Valentine's Day.
Cheerth!
We are his third home, he's blind in one eye, and has no manners. He stands on the kitchen table, on all fours, (really), and licks the wood clean of all possible food particles. He has chewed the fingers off of my daughter's Dora the Explorer doll, eaten poker chips, two of my bras, cat litter, and has now discovered that there is water in the toilet bowl to drink.
The other day, the kittens were tag teaming Cowboy, the Setter, and he jumped on the couch to get them, knocking everything off the coffee table while taking cushions and pillows with him as well. The kids were yelling "No Cowboy, Uh Uh!" There was chaos - it was like watching Tom and Jerry or Sylvester and Tweety, only this time it was a dog versus two kittens.
I watch Caesar from "The Dog Whisperer" - he so knows how to handle crazy dogs. So, taking sage advice from Caesar I said to my son, "It's okay, just maintain a calm and assertive manner when giving him a command and all will be fine."
At that point my son turned and said quietly to the dog, "NO COWBOY. OFF THE COUCH. Ch ch!"
The dog then turned around, looked at my son, hopped off the couch on to two other chairs, knocking one down in the process. He had finally succeeded in banishing the cats into the laundry room. It was a train wreck.
That's when my son turned to me and said in a calm assertive manner, "Don't ya get it, Mom? Calm doesn't always work."
Life lessons through the eyes of a six year old. Ch Ch!
Happy Valentine's Day.
Cheerth!
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