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arghhh! I've been not letting Spike climb trees or leap walls since he hurt himself and of course, he's gone all pressure-cooker on me.
Walking out this morning for the day's first walk - the first thing was an eyeballing session with one of the downstairs cats, a bobtailed black beast who habitually sits in his owner's open window or lurks in the hedge by the front door. We meet this cat nearly every day and he's much less afraid of the dogs than he used to be, but Spike is Spike and long familiarity never makes an OMGCAT!!! any less exciting for him.
Next thing was a guy visiting the flats - he was one of the men who'd been in charge of doing the kitchens. He knew the dogs, called out a greeting and he was wearing one of those workman dayglo yellow vests - two more overexcitement triggers. Spike couldn't hold it in any longer and barked while the man was greeting him. Unfortunately this made the man wave the newspaper he was holding in a mock-"I'ma gonna smack you!" way - oh no, you didn't just do that! Spike really doesn't like rolled-up newspapers. APESHIT.
he didn't attack the guy, he wasn't trying to bite him, and, luckily, the guy has dogs himself and realised that - but the jumping in his face, barking and grabbing at his jacket and the newspaper looked awfully attack-like and must have been a tad scary.
what I love best about Spike is that however nuts he is, he will always listen to "E-NOUGH!" - although I had to use a very big deep voice for it, today.
going to sister T's with sister E today, leaving the dogs at Grimmauld Place. Will ask E to leave me there and I can use the garden for some play and letting-off of steam, and the walk back will do him good too. poor darling.
not going to get the chance to get to the pharmacy today. am about to phone them and make sure they have the pills waiting.
Walking out this morning for the day's first walk - the first thing was an eyeballing session with one of the downstairs cats, a bobtailed black beast who habitually sits in his owner's open window or lurks in the hedge by the front door. We meet this cat nearly every day and he's much less afraid of the dogs than he used to be, but Spike is Spike and long familiarity never makes an OMGCAT!!! any less exciting for him.
Next thing was a guy visiting the flats - he was one of the men who'd been in charge of doing the kitchens. He knew the dogs, called out a greeting and he was wearing one of those workman dayglo yellow vests - two more overexcitement triggers. Spike couldn't hold it in any longer and barked while the man was greeting him. Unfortunately this made the man wave the newspaper he was holding in a mock-"I'ma gonna smack you!" way - oh no, you didn't just do that! Spike really doesn't like rolled-up newspapers. APESHIT.
he didn't attack the guy, he wasn't trying to bite him, and, luckily, the guy has dogs himself and realised that - but the jumping in his face, barking and grabbing at his jacket and the newspaper looked awfully attack-like and must have been a tad scary.
what I love best about Spike is that however nuts he is, he will always listen to "E-NOUGH!" - although I had to use a very big deep voice for it, today.
going to sister T's with sister E today, leaving the dogs at Grimmauld Place. Will ask E to leave me there and I can use the garden for some play and letting-off of steam, and the walk back will do him good too. poor darling.
not going to get the chance to get to the pharmacy today. am about to phone them and make sure they have the pills waiting.
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The way Spike is today, he could probably make it over there in one giant leap.
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I have used them to stop the dogs being arseholes, but not to smack the DOG with - if I smack the couch or bed really hard with one, it stops whatever they're doing instantly.
it freaks Spike out a bit to have one too near him, though. The guy wasn't actually attempting to hit him with it, but it was enough to make him - a bit obnoxious.
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Spike was certainly aware of a newspaper's dog-whacking potential when he first saw them at our house, and I do believe he'd been whacked with them in his early life. Being the hardass he is, he's more pissed off by them than scared, but they carry negative associations for him, too.
much love to Lupa!
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Please tell me said pup is NOT a Chihuaha??
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Otherwise, naking her after Taco Bell food would've been QUITE...uhm...something lol
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When
Which was REALLY amusing at the Highland Games when we had her in a tartan cloak dancing for bites of a birdie.
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it's kind of a weird name, though...
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he wasn't exactly, precisely upset - it was just that his greeting changed from "happy-friendly" to "slightly challengey don't fuck with me but still friendly as long as you watch yourself" - if that makes sense.
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Spike is such a nutcase at times, although I still think the man in question was asking for trouble with that newspaper. Still, at leas he's good enough with dogs to know that Spike didn't mean him any harm!
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I'll give Spike his due, he stopped the moment I told him to, even though he had to work off his feelings by playing tug with the leash for the entire walk after that.