she really didn't want to get out of bed... too cold.
one more hoodie picture...
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Update
Poochie in her hoodie
She needs some sweaters
So! Poochie met another one of my friends. I took her to my friend, Amanda's dorm at UMBC and this was where Poochie got to work on some of her territorial aggression. An officer actually approached us and we thought we were in trouble, only it turned out that he loves dogs and wanted to meet Poochie. Officer Stevens gave me some really great tips on training and offered to help me whenever I might need it! He also gave me a lot of help on controlling Poochie's barking and lunging towards strangers. Within a few minutes he had her silenced and ignoring the rest of the passing students. Amanda and I went to a shopping center and Poochie completely ignored the people who were passing by. It was great! It was nice to see someone with experience handle her and watch what they do. I mean.. I've been watching so many videos on training but none of it has helped because none of those trainers had any dogs with problematic behaviors. With any other puppy/dog I would've been more assertive than I had been with Poochie, but I was definitely weary about being too rough with her that I was actually getting nowhere with her aggression.
Awesome, awesome, awesome.
Today, she was still nuts towards my next door neighbors, but I was able to get her to bark at them less and less with more practice. Two houses across the street also have dogs that they let loose in their yards (invisible electric fence) and Poochie always went absolutely nuts whenever they were out because they too went nuts when she was in sight. But with a word and tug to distract her she kept her mouth shut and continued to walk with me. She even began to improve on the walking with a loosh leash.
My dad, on the other hand.. has poor reflexes, is stubborn (like I've mentioned before... ), and is actually a wuss when it comes to being assertive (unless he's angry at the person.. then he's unnecessarily loud)... so.. there's a lot, a LOT of work to be done on my dad. If only we had a local Korean Cesar Millan.. because my mom and I know he'll listen to that person more than any one of us.
So...
funny.. story..
My dad decided to try this assertion on Poochie and well.. my next door neighbors were out and she apparently went nuts and instead of doing what I told him to do, my dad decided to grab her by the collar to physically control her.. BUT.. his clumsy fingers unhooked her collar and away she went! I wasn't there but once I heard the commotion of two kids, two angry dogs, and Poochie's barking... I saw what had happened. Fortunately, she stopped at one point and my dad was able to grab her. Sigh... This isn't the first time she's gone loose in the hands of my father. I don't know what it is with him walking Poochie! The last time he just.. lost his grip on the leash or something and they were down and across the street. Fortunately, she ran to our backyard...
I mean.. seriously... he doesn't like to listen to either myself or my mom, so.. sigh... Yeah... Not much I can do with that.
"No, don't feed her that, you don't know what's in that and she'll get fat!" - chomp
"No, don't let her walk out the door before you" - does so anyway (after the 30th time we yell at him not to)
"No, don't do that just to see how she'd react. What are you insane?!" - has tried 3 things now... yeah.. now she's angry that one box... not going to get into it.
"No, don't say 'sit' or 'no' like that and so many times in a row" - "sit.. sit.. sit.. sit.. sit.." "no. no. no. *tug* no. no."
I .. sigh. Too bad he's stubborn and i'm extremely impatient with him. Too bad I'm not allowed to yell at him because he's an elder, a father, a man, therefore above me. That's ok. I love him. It's all good. I'm sure.. Poochie will be smart enough not to let my dad's forgetfulness and stubbornness and the occasional stupidity to ruin her training... One can only hope.
Awesome, awesome, awesome.
Today, she was still nuts towards my next door neighbors, but I was able to get her to bark at them less and less with more practice. Two houses across the street also have dogs that they let loose in their yards (invisible electric fence) and Poochie always went absolutely nuts whenever they were out because they too went nuts when she was in sight. But with a word and tug to distract her she kept her mouth shut and continued to walk with me. She even began to improve on the walking with a loosh leash.
My dad, on the other hand.. has poor reflexes, is stubborn (like I've mentioned before... ), and is actually a wuss when it comes to being assertive (unless he's angry at the person.. then he's unnecessarily loud)... so.. there's a lot, a LOT of work to be done on my dad. If only we had a local Korean Cesar Millan.. because my mom and I know he'll listen to that person more than any one of us.
So...
funny.. story..
My dad decided to try this assertion on Poochie and well.. my next door neighbors were out and she apparently went nuts and instead of doing what I told him to do, my dad decided to grab her by the collar to physically control her.. BUT.. his clumsy fingers unhooked her collar and away she went! I wasn't there but once I heard the commotion of two kids, two angry dogs, and Poochie's barking... I saw what had happened. Fortunately, she stopped at one point and my dad was able to grab her. Sigh... This isn't the first time she's gone loose in the hands of my father. I don't know what it is with him walking Poochie! The last time he just.. lost his grip on the leash or something and they were down and across the street. Fortunately, she ran to our backyard...
I mean.. seriously... he doesn't like to listen to either myself or my mom, so.. sigh... Yeah... Not much I can do with that.
"No, don't feed her that, you don't know what's in that and she'll get fat!" - chomp
"No, don't let her walk out the door before you" - does so anyway (after the 30th time we yell at him not to)
"No, don't do that just to see how she'd react. What are you insane?!" - has tried 3 things now... yeah.. now she's angry that one box... not going to get into it.
"No, don't say 'sit' or 'no' like that and so many times in a row" - "sit.. sit.. sit.. sit.. sit.." "no. no. no. *tug* no. no."
I .. sigh. Too bad he's stubborn and i'm extremely impatient with him. Too bad I'm not allowed to yell at him because he's an elder, a father, a man, therefore above me. That's ok. I love him. It's all good. I'm sure.. Poochie will be smart enough not to let my dad's forgetfulness and stubbornness and the occasional stupidity to ruin her training... One can only hope.
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