Life with Tom - a vignette
Mar. 2nd, 2008 11:10 amTom is a little bigger than my last dog. Big enough that he can rear up on his hind legs with his front paws on the counter or table. From there, he can nose around for anything edible/chewable within mouth's reach. This leads to many repetitions of the following exchange.
Me: "Tom, off!" *shoves dog away from table or counter*
Tom: "Okay." *not at all abashed*
30 seconds later
Me: "Tom! Off!"
Tom: "What? Still?"
30 seconds later
Me: "Tom! Off!
Tom: "All right. I wasn't really interested in that anyway."
Repeat scene a few hours later.
He was also being quite clever yesterday about nudging his bully stick beside the couch. He'd start out with the chewie, then cleverly switch to some part of the slipcover. I did wise up enough to spray some bitter stuff on the slipcover ties. That seemed to help reinforce the "no. leave it" instructions.
Me: "Tom, off!" *shoves dog away from table or counter*
Tom: "Okay." *not at all abashed*
30 seconds later
Me: "Tom! Off!"
Tom: "What? Still?"
30 seconds later
Me: "Tom! Off!
Tom: "All right. I wasn't really interested in that anyway."
Repeat scene a few hours later.
He was also being quite clever yesterday about nudging his bully stick beside the couch. He'd start out with the chewie, then cleverly switch to some part of the slipcover. I did wise up enough to spray some bitter stuff on the slipcover ties. That seemed to help reinforce the "no. leave it" instructions.
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Date: 2008-03-02 07:00 pm (UTC)Indy sends her love and I send my empathy ;)
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Date: 2008-03-02 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-02 08:20 pm (UTC)I can't break him of the dining room table habit though and he does the same thing Tom did. He'll jump up, I grab him and put him on the floor and ten seconds later he jumps back up. It isn't every day and not always when I am eating either. I think I will put my laptop away and spray the table top and wait for him to jump up.
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Date: 2008-03-02 09:30 pm (UTC)except a recommendation of setting a sort of DMZ for the edge of all counters. trust me.
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Date: 2008-03-02 09:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-03-02 09:40 pm (UTC)Constant vigilance is tiring...
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Date: 2008-03-03 05:27 am (UTC)well, yes. Of COURSE Indy helped herself ;). Full pound of meat, gone in 60 seconds ;)
She also helped Mom, though, because Dad figured this was a GREAT reason to take mom to the exquisite local French Bistro for a scrumptious fine dining experience. SO in the end, everyone was happy (well, except perhaps for Cassie, who is the Good CHild and thus misses out on ALL the fun while the prodigal gets the fatted calf....)
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Date: 2008-03-03 02:43 pm (UTC)Poor Cassie.
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Date: 2008-03-03 04:24 pm (UTC)