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My Neighbor... Grrrrr
So there's a knock on my door, and there's my next door neighbor. She's an
older woman, lives alone, and has a dog I've never seen. She got him from the pound 4 years ago, and put him in a pen in the back yard. Why she got him, I haven't a clue. Why they GAVE him to her is another mystery. Anyway, he's found a way to get out of his pen, and is now hanging out in her fenced-in yard. And, of course, trying to dig out. She wanted to know if she should bring him to the pound. Since I've never even seen him before, I grabbed a bag of cheese cubes to go evaluate him. I was a little nervous - here's a big adult male GSD mix who has been penned for 4 years - what kind of issues might this poor guy have? Apparently none. He must have been well-socialized as a puppy (not by HER, of course), because I wouldn't have even needed the cheese to make friends. He sits on command. I'm sure she didn't teach him that. Very food motivated, very lovable. Nice dog. All he needs is some training. I tried to talk to her about it, and she's not interested. Just wants to get rid of him. He gets her clothes dirty. Sigh. I asked him if he'd like to be a house dog and sleep on the couch. He said, "Oh, yes, please!" So I told her NOT to bring him to the pound. A big, untrained adult male doesn't have much of a chance there. I asked her if she had internet access. No. So I told her I'd search for a local GSD rescue group. (No, I can't - I'm over my limit financially and emotionally. :} Meanwhile, I told her the only way she's going to keep him from digging out of her fence is to keep him busy. I told her to get kongs, stuff them, and keep them available for him. She won't. I gave him one of the girls' balls - a soccer ball that they ignore. He wasn't interested in that, he wanted attention (and cheese) from ME. :} I don't have a kong, or I'd give it to her. (MacKenzie peels them.) I found a GSD rescue group and e-mailed them. If they won't take him, I'll go to the rescue group at PetsMart - but I really hate to. They are so overcrowded with dogs right now. He's a lovely dog. Very sweet, and very trainable. The more people I meet, the more I like dogs. Canine Action Dog Trainer http://www.canineaction.com My Kids, My Students, My Life: http://hometown.aol.com/dfrntdrums/m...age/index.html |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. I took Brandy when she was about 1 1/2 years old. The guy who had her had been thrown in jail for about the umpteenth time, the wife left him again and his sister let the dog loose to run. She was rummaging for food and eating what ever anyone would give her. The guy who had her sounds just about as dim whitted as your neighbor. They basically chained her to a pine tree in the yard and left her there with no shelter and very little food. If I had known this was going on I would have went and taken her sooner than I did. No one ever said he physically beat her but her demeaner showed it. It took a long time for her to trust me and still almost 8 years later I have to be very careful how I correct her or she becomes unglued and will hide. I had her for almost 9 months before she finally realized she could bark infront of me without getting a beating. The night it happened I could have cried. She had been inside and barked at me for a dog bone. As soon as she did she realized what she'd done she cowered to the floor and started to shake. When she realized I wasn't angry at her the relief in her eyes was undescribable. I can happily say now she is called "Little Miss Mouthy" She has no problem speaking her mind.... Celeste "Leah" -OFF wrote in message ... So there's a knock on my door, and there's my next door neighbor. She's an older woman, lives alone, and has a dog I've never seen. She got him from the pound 4 years ago, and put him in a pen in the back yard. Why she got him, I haven't a clue. Why they GAVE him to her is another mystery. Anyway, he's found a way to get out of his pen, and is now hanging out in her fenced-in yard. And, of course, trying to dig out. She wanted to know if she should bring him to the pound. Since I've never even seen him before, I grabbed a bag of cheese cubes to go evaluate him. I was a little nervous - here's a big adult male GSD mix who has been penned for 4 years - what kind of issues might this poor guy have? Apparently none. He must have been well-socialized as a puppy (not by HER, of course), because I wouldn't have even needed the cheese to make friends. He sits on command. I'm sure she didn't teach him that. Very food motivated, very lovable. Nice dog. All he needs is some training. I tried to talk to her about it, and she's not interested. Just wants to get rid of him. He gets her clothes dirty. Sigh. I asked him if he'd like to be a house dog and sleep on the couch. He said, "Oh, yes, please!" So I told her NOT to bring him to the pound. A big, untrained adult male doesn't have much of a chance there. I asked her if she had internet access. No. So I told her I'd search for a local GSD rescue group. (No, I can't - I'm over my limit financially and emotionally. :} Meanwhile, I told her the only way she's going to keep him from digging out of her fence is to keep him busy. I told her to get kongs, stuff them, and keep them available for him. She won't. I gave him one of the girls' balls - a soccer ball that they ignore. He wasn't interested in that, he wanted attention (and cheese) from ME. :} I don't have a kong, or I'd give it to her. (MacKenzie peels them.) I found a GSD rescue group and e-mailed them. If they won't take him, I'll go to the rescue group at PetsMart - but I really hate to. They are so overcrowded with dogs right now. He's a lovely dog. Very sweet, and very trainable. The more people I meet, the more I like dogs. Canine Action Dog Trainer http://www.canineaction.com My Kids, My Students, My Life: http://hometown.aol.com/dfrntdrums/m...age/index.html |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. I took Brandy when she was about 1 1/2 years old. The guy who had her had been thrown in jail for about the umpteenth time, the wife left him again and his sister let the dog loose to run. She was rummaging for food and eating what ever anyone would give her. The guy who had her sounds just about as dim whitted as your neighbor. They basically chained her to a pine tree in the yard and left her there with no shelter and very little food. If I had known this was going on I would have went and taken her sooner than I did. No one ever said he physically beat her but her demeaner showed it. It took a long time for her to trust me and still almost 8 years later I have to be very careful how I correct her or she becomes unglued and will hide. I had her for almost 9 months before she finally realized she could bark infront of me without getting a beating. The night it happened I could have cried. She had been inside and barked at me for a dog bone. As soon as she did she realized what she'd done she cowered to the floor and started to shake. When she realized I wasn't angry at her the relief in her eyes was undescribable. I can happily say now she is called "Little Miss Mouthy" She has no problem speaking her mind.... Celeste "Leah" -OFF wrote in message ... So there's a knock on my door, and there's my next door neighbor. She's an older woman, lives alone, and has a dog I've never seen. She got him from the pound 4 years ago, and put him in a pen in the back yard. Why she got him, I haven't a clue. Why they GAVE him to her is another mystery. Anyway, he's found a way to get out of his pen, and is now hanging out in her fenced-in yard. And, of course, trying to dig out. She wanted to know if she should bring him to the pound. Since I've never even seen him before, I grabbed a bag of cheese cubes to go evaluate him. I was a little nervous - here's a big adult male GSD mix who has been penned for 4 years - what kind of issues might this poor guy have? Apparently none. He must have been well-socialized as a puppy (not by HER, of course), because I wouldn't have even needed the cheese to make friends. He sits on command. I'm sure she didn't teach him that. Very food motivated, very lovable. Nice dog. All he needs is some training. I tried to talk to her about it, and she's not interested. Just wants to get rid of him. He gets her clothes dirty. Sigh. I asked him if he'd like to be a house dog and sleep on the couch. He said, "Oh, yes, please!" So I told her NOT to bring him to the pound. A big, untrained adult male doesn't have much of a chance there. I asked her if she had internet access. No. So I told her I'd search for a local GSD rescue group. (No, I can't - I'm over my limit financially and emotionally. :} Meanwhile, I told her the only way she's going to keep him from digging out of her fence is to keep him busy. I told her to get kongs, stuff them, and keep them available for him. She won't. I gave him one of the girls' balls - a soccer ball that they ignore. He wasn't interested in that, he wanted attention (and cheese) from ME. :} I don't have a kong, or I'd give it to her. (MacKenzie peels them.) I found a GSD rescue group and e-mailed them. If they won't take him, I'll go to the rescue group at PetsMart - but I really hate to. They are so overcrowded with dogs right now. He's a lovely dog. Very sweet, and very trainable. The more people I meet, the more I like dogs. Canine Action Dog Trainer http://www.canineaction.com My Kids, My Students, My Life: http://hometown.aol.com/dfrntdrums/m...age/index.html |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. I took Brandy when she was about 1 1/2 years old. The guy who had her had been thrown in jail for about the umpteenth time, the wife left him again and his sister let the dog loose to run. She was rummaging for food and eating what ever anyone would give her. The guy who had her sounds just about as dim whitted as your neighbor. They basically chained her to a pine tree in the yard and left her there with no shelter and very little food. If I had known this was going on I would have went and taken her sooner than I did. No one ever said he physically beat her but her demeaner showed it. It took a long time for her to trust me and still almost 8 years later I have to be very careful how I correct her or she becomes unglued and will hide. I had her for almost 9 months before she finally realized she could bark infront of me without getting a beating. The night it happened I could have cried. She had been inside and barked at me for a dog bone. As soon as she did she realized what she'd done she cowered to the floor and started to shake. When she realized I wasn't angry at her the relief in her eyes was undescribable. I can happily say now she is called "Little Miss Mouthy" She has no problem speaking her mind.... Celeste "Leah" -OFF wrote in message ... So there's a knock on my door, and there's my next door neighbor. She's an older woman, lives alone, and has a dog I've never seen. She got him from the pound 4 years ago, and put him in a pen in the back yard. Why she got him, I haven't a clue. Why they GAVE him to her is another mystery. Anyway, he's found a way to get out of his pen, and is now hanging out in her fenced-in yard. And, of course, trying to dig out. She wanted to know if she should bring him to the pound. Since I've never even seen him before, I grabbed a bag of cheese cubes to go evaluate him. I was a little nervous - here's a big adult male GSD mix who has been penned for 4 years - what kind of issues might this poor guy have? Apparently none. He must have been well-socialized as a puppy (not by HER, of course), because I wouldn't have even needed the cheese to make friends. He sits on command. I'm sure she didn't teach him that. Very food motivated, very lovable. Nice dog. All he needs is some training. I tried to talk to her about it, and she's not interested. Just wants to get rid of him. He gets her clothes dirty. Sigh. I asked him if he'd like to be a house dog and sleep on the couch. He said, "Oh, yes, please!" So I told her NOT to bring him to the pound. A big, untrained adult male doesn't have much of a chance there. I asked her if she had internet access. No. So I told her I'd search for a local GSD rescue group. (No, I can't - I'm over my limit financially and emotionally. :} Meanwhile, I told her the only way she's going to keep him from digging out of her fence is to keep him busy. I told her to get kongs, stuff them, and keep them available for him. She won't. I gave him one of the girls' balls - a soccer ball that they ignore. He wasn't interested in that, he wanted attention (and cheese) from ME. :} I don't have a kong, or I'd give it to her. (MacKenzie peels them.) I found a GSD rescue group and e-mailed them. If they won't take him, I'll go to the rescue group at PetsMart - but I really hate to. They are so overcrowded with dogs right now. He's a lovely dog. Very sweet, and very trainable. The more people I meet, the more I like dogs. Canine Action Dog Trainer http://www.canineaction.com My Kids, My Students, My Life: http://hometown.aol.com/dfrntdrums/m...age/index.html |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. I took Brandy when she was about 1 1/2 years old. The guy who had her had been thrown in jail for about the umpteenth time, the wife left him again and his sister let the dog loose to run. She was rummaging for food and eating what ever anyone would give her. The guy who had her sounds just about as dim whitted as your neighbor. They basically chained her to a pine tree in the yard and left her there with no shelter and very little food. If I had known this was going on I would have went and taken her sooner than I did. No one ever said he physically beat her but her demeaner showed it. It took a long time for her to trust me and still almost 8 years later I have to be very careful how I correct her or she becomes unglued and will hide. I had her for almost 9 months before she finally realized she could bark infront of me without getting a beating. The night it happened I could have cried. She had been inside and barked at me for a dog bone. As soon as she did she realized what she'd done she cowered to the floor and started to shake. When she realized I wasn't angry at her the relief in her eyes was undescribable. I can happily say now she is called "Little Miss Mouthy" She has no problem speaking her mind.... Celeste "Leah" -OFF wrote in message ... So there's a knock on my door, and there's my next door neighbor. She's an older woman, lives alone, and has a dog I've never seen. She got him from the pound 4 years ago, and put him in a pen in the back yard. Why she got him, I haven't a clue. Why they GAVE him to her is another mystery. Anyway, he's found a way to get out of his pen, and is now hanging out in her fenced-in yard. And, of course, trying to dig out. She wanted to know if she should bring him to the pound. Since I've never even seen him before, I grabbed a bag of cheese cubes to go evaluate him. I was a little nervous - here's a big adult male GSD mix who has been penned for 4 years - what kind of issues might this poor guy have? Apparently none. He must have been well-socialized as a puppy (not by HER, of course), because I wouldn't have even needed the cheese to make friends. He sits on command. I'm sure she didn't teach him that. Very food motivated, very lovable. Nice dog. All he needs is some training. I tried to talk to her about it, and she's not interested. Just wants to get rid of him. He gets her clothes dirty. Sigh. I asked him if he'd like to be a house dog and sleep on the couch. He said, "Oh, yes, please!" So I told her NOT to bring him to the pound. A big, untrained adult male doesn't have much of a chance there. I asked her if she had internet access. No. So I told her I'd search for a local GSD rescue group. (No, I can't - I'm over my limit financially and emotionally. :} Meanwhile, I told her the only way she's going to keep him from digging out of her fence is to keep him busy. I told her to get kongs, stuff them, and keep them available for him. She won't. I gave him one of the girls' balls - a soccer ball that they ignore. He wasn't interested in that, he wanted attention (and cheese) from ME. :} I don't have a kong, or I'd give it to her. (MacKenzie peels them.) I found a GSD rescue group and e-mailed them. If they won't take him, I'll go to the rescue group at PetsMart - but I really hate to. They are so overcrowded with dogs right now. He's a lovely dog. Very sweet, and very trainable. The more people I meet, the more I like dogs. Canine Action Dog Trainer http://www.canineaction.com My Kids, My Students, My Life: http://hometown.aol.com/dfrntdrums/m...age/index.html |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. Argghhh. I think most have no idea what to do with a dog after they get one. They just get into a trance when they see that "cute little puppy" and their thinking stops there. A couple of years later, they're having a crisis with this big, uncontrollable animal. Thing is, if you only gave dogs to people who knew how to train and take care of a dog, you'd end up stuck with a helluva lot of homeless dogs. You HAVE to put them SOMEWHERE. I see this to a pretty extreme degree out at our place. We live in a semi-rural community, near a big lake about 25 out of town. It's mostly undeveloped, hilly cedar and oak country, and houses are 100-300 yards apart, sort of scattered around these little winding country roads. These dingbats move out here from the inner city and the first thing they think is, "hey, we're country people now, so we gotta getta dog!" And so John and Jane Yuppie, who know no more about dogs than how to fly a space shuttle, get either some puppy ("oh, he's so CUUUTE!") or some wild-ass, completely untrained mutt with a brain the size of a grain of sand, that does nothing but eat and poop and bark 24 hours a day. 99% of these dogs end up spending their lives abandoned in the back yard and/or tied to a tree. From time to time you'll see an owner trying to take one for a walk, with the dog leaning mightly against the leash with all its weight, while the owner pleads, "heel, Poopie, heel!" over and over and over, not realizing that he might as well be giving commands to a fencepost. Not to be bragging, but they're always in awe when they see us walking with Sally, our chesapeake, and she's just calmly walking at our side, off leash. Now some younger couple just built a house about 100 yards from us. I've met them, and they're classic chubby-butt urban yuppies who know utterly nothing about anything more complicated than a goldfish in a bowl. I'm sure they'll eventually decide, "oh, we're in the COUNTRY now, we HAVE to get a DOG!" and I dread it. God knows what they'll end up with, probably some cuty little cuddly puppy that'll grow up into a 150 lb. Rottweiler that will rise up and rip their throats out... (-; Ron M. |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. Argghhh. I think most have no idea what to do with a dog after they get one. They just get into a trance when they see that "cute little puppy" and their thinking stops there. A couple of years later, they're having a crisis with this big, uncontrollable animal. Thing is, if you only gave dogs to people who knew how to train and take care of a dog, you'd end up stuck with a helluva lot of homeless dogs. You HAVE to put them SOMEWHERE. I see this to a pretty extreme degree out at our place. We live in a semi-rural community, near a big lake about 25 out of town. It's mostly undeveloped, hilly cedar and oak country, and houses are 100-300 yards apart, sort of scattered around these little winding country roads. These dingbats move out here from the inner city and the first thing they think is, "hey, we're country people now, so we gotta getta dog!" And so John and Jane Yuppie, who know no more about dogs than how to fly a space shuttle, get either some puppy ("oh, he's so CUUUTE!") or some wild-ass, completely untrained mutt with a brain the size of a grain of sand, that does nothing but eat and poop and bark 24 hours a day. 99% of these dogs end up spending their lives abandoned in the back yard and/or tied to a tree. From time to time you'll see an owner trying to take one for a walk, with the dog leaning mightly against the leash with all its weight, while the owner pleads, "heel, Poopie, heel!" over and over and over, not realizing that he might as well be giving commands to a fencepost. Not to be bragging, but they're always in awe when they see us walking with Sally, our chesapeake, and she's just calmly walking at our side, off leash. Now some younger couple just built a house about 100 yards from us. I've met them, and they're classic chubby-butt urban yuppies who know utterly nothing about anything more complicated than a goldfish in a bowl. I'm sure they'll eventually decide, "oh, we're in the COUNTRY now, we HAVE to get a DOG!" and I dread it. God knows what they'll end up with, probably some cuty little cuddly puppy that'll grow up into a 150 lb. Rottweiler that will rise up and rip their throats out... (-; Ron M. |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. Argghhh. I think most have no idea what to do with a dog after they get one. They just get into a trance when they see that "cute little puppy" and their thinking stops there. A couple of years later, they're having a crisis with this big, uncontrollable animal. Thing is, if you only gave dogs to people who knew how to train and take care of a dog, you'd end up stuck with a helluva lot of homeless dogs. You HAVE to put them SOMEWHERE. I see this to a pretty extreme degree out at our place. We live in a semi-rural community, near a big lake about 25 out of town. It's mostly undeveloped, hilly cedar and oak country, and houses are 100-300 yards apart, sort of scattered around these little winding country roads. These dingbats move out here from the inner city and the first thing they think is, "hey, we're country people now, so we gotta getta dog!" And so John and Jane Yuppie, who know no more about dogs than how to fly a space shuttle, get either some puppy ("oh, he's so CUUUTE!") or some wild-ass, completely untrained mutt with a brain the size of a grain of sand, that does nothing but eat and poop and bark 24 hours a day. 99% of these dogs end up spending their lives abandoned in the back yard and/or tied to a tree. From time to time you'll see an owner trying to take one for a walk, with the dog leaning mightly against the leash with all its weight, while the owner pleads, "heel, Poopie, heel!" over and over and over, not realizing that he might as well be giving commands to a fencepost. Not to be bragging, but they're always in awe when they see us walking with Sally, our chesapeake, and she's just calmly walking at our side, off leash. Now some younger couple just built a house about 100 yards from us. I've met them, and they're classic chubby-butt urban yuppies who know utterly nothing about anything more complicated than a goldfish in a bowl. I'm sure they'll eventually decide, "oh, we're in the COUNTRY now, we HAVE to get a DOG!" and I dread it. God knows what they'll end up with, probably some cuty little cuddly puppy that'll grow up into a 150 lb. Rottweiler that will rise up and rip their throats out... (-; Ron M. |
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People are such freaking damned idiots at times. Why someone gets a dog
without time to spend with them is beyond me. Argghhh. I think most have no idea what to do with a dog after they get one. They just get into a trance when they see that "cute little puppy" and their thinking stops there. A couple of years later, they're having a crisis with this big, uncontrollable animal. Thing is, if you only gave dogs to people who knew how to train and take care of a dog, you'd end up stuck with a helluva lot of homeless dogs. You HAVE to put them SOMEWHERE. I see this to a pretty extreme degree out at our place. We live in a semi-rural community, near a big lake about 25 out of town. It's mostly undeveloped, hilly cedar and oak country, and houses are 100-300 yards apart, sort of scattered around these little winding country roads. These dingbats move out here from the inner city and the first thing they think is, "hey, we're country people now, so we gotta getta dog!" And so John and Jane Yuppie, who know no more about dogs than how to fly a space shuttle, get either some puppy ("oh, he's so CUUUTE!") or some wild-ass, completely untrained mutt with a brain the size of a grain of sand, that does nothing but eat and poop and bark 24 hours a day. 99% of these dogs end up spending their lives abandoned in the back yard and/or tied to a tree. From time to time you'll see an owner trying to take one for a walk, with the dog leaning mightly against the leash with all its weight, while the owner pleads, "heel, Poopie, heel!" over and over and over, not realizing that he might as well be giving commands to a fencepost. Not to be bragging, but they're always in awe when they see us walking with Sally, our chesapeake, and she's just calmly walking at our side, off leash. Now some younger couple just built a house about 100 yards from us. I've met them, and they're classic chubby-butt urban yuppies who know utterly nothing about anything more complicated than a goldfish in a bowl. I'm sure they'll eventually decide, "oh, we're in the COUNTRY now, we HAVE to get a DOG!" and I dread it. God knows what they'll end up with, probably some cuty little cuddly puppy that'll grow up into a 150 lb. Rottweiler that will rise up and rip their throats out... (-; Ron M. |
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Ron M. wrote: I see this to a pretty extreme degree out at our place. We live in a semi-rural community, near a big lake about 25 out of town. It's mostly undeveloped, hilly cedar and oak country, and houses are 100-300 yards apart, sort of scattered around these little winding country roads. Do you live in Lakeway, Hudson Bend, or Apache Shores? The above sure sounds like outside of Austin near me. Gwen |
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