Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

Follow-Up Friday…Day Two Hundred, Sixty Nine

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Follow-Up Friday….

One Step Forward, Two Steps Back – Author’s Note

Delilah’s path of destruction has continued this week.  She ate a can of Crisco (not the can itself but the shortening inside,) a bag of barbecue pretzels and today she destroyed a can of Salmon Oil.

Yes, I have two lovely spots of oil on the carpets, and the dogs lick them.

She has run off  on three separate walks compelling me to pull out the 30 foot leash and keep her on it until we have passed the dangerous spot.  The leash severely limits where we can walk, because it has a tendency to get snagged on bushes and trees.

To top it all off, she absolutely REFUSES to sit and remain calm when the food is out for clicker training, she won’t stay down for more than 30 seconds; she either moves to a sitting position or moves her position totally.

She is frustrating me beyond belief and I don’t know what to do. 🙁

Fly Fly Away…..Day Two Hundred, Sixty Eight

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Last month my friend Mindy and I went to a NASCAR race.   The racetrack is located in a very rural setting, so we found a shuttle to take us to and from the track.

On the way back from the race as the bus bumped and banged down the winding country road, and the obnoxious drunk guy farted in the seat behind me, we passed some horses in a corral.  The horses had fly masks on; at the time I didn’t know what they were and from my seat on the bus I stared with horror at these horses and wondered why someone would be trying to keep the horses from seeing!

I googled it as soon as I got home and found out why the horses eyes were covered.  I didn’t think about the fly masks again….until today.

I noticed today on our walk the gnats that I protect myself from by my screen hat, are congregating on the dogs…around their eyes.  They rimmed the lower lid of Delilah’s eyes in such a way it looked like she had fancy eye lashes.

From what I could tell, I don’t think they were biting her, but it really grossed me out and I wiped them away as frequently as she would allow.

But it made me think about those fly masks again.

I wonder how the dogs would look with the screen hat on?

I'm Sailing Away….Day Two Hundred, Sixty Seven

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Shortly after Delilah joined our pack in 2007, we put our house on the market.  Shortly after we put our house on the market Delilah went into season.  No-one was more surprised than we were, as she had been presented to us as spayed.

The kitchen seemed the logical place to keep her when we were gone, since the floor was linoleum, there wasn’t any cloth furniture and we had a 3-foot door, which we could latch.

As this wasn’t something we had expected, I had to go out to the pet store and get the necessary supplies.  Delilah hated wearing the panties.  The first day we left her, she ripped the panties off, jumped the gate and went upstairs and lay in our bed.

I had some bar stools with high backs.   The stools were 36 inches, with a 12 inch back; making the complete height of the stool about 48 inches.  I shut and locked the gate, and placed the stools in front of the gate with the backs facing the kitchen.

Delilah jumped the gate and the stools and went back to her favorite spot on the couch.  Thankfully she left the panties on.

The next day I locked the gate, placed the stools in front of the gate with the seat facing the kitchen and left for work.

My cell phone rang, it was Lynn, “I walked in the door just in time to see Delilah sail over the chairs.”

Delilah, you’re supposed to stay BEHIND the gate!

Shortly after Delilah came into season, we took our house off the market.

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