I can write full-length novels, and do any number of things well. But now is the time to be smarter than the dog. 
Every day is an adventure. I’ve discovered this Havanese is a chow 
hound. Maybe because he had others to compete with back home, so he 
wolfs down his food and then wants to get up on the printer cabinet 
where I’ve measured out the rest of his food for the day so I don’t 
overfeed him.
He’s a jumper, so trying to jump on top of the printer stand, but he can’t make it. Thankfully.
So then his next goal–you see, just like in books, characters have to
 have all-important goals–so does Max. His next goal is to get the trash
 out of the wastepaper basket next to my desk. It’s mostly paper trash, 
though I throw my used up green tea bags in there too. It’s empty as 
it’s trash day, but I always line it with a recycled plastic bag. So he 
keeps getting into the wooden receptacle and I put a towel over it. 
Yesterday, I just put the trash can up above on the printer cabinet, but
 then I can’t reach it.
Sooo, have to have another solution. He tried to
 pull off the towel, tried to go underneath the towel, finally climbed 
on top of the towel. With a new mission in mind. He could use this as 
stepping stool to reach his food on the printer cabinet.
But the towel sank under his weight.
He’s not going for playing with his ball or chewsticks or rope pull. 
He wants something different. So we went to down training and he’s doing
 well. He still doesn’t go down on command, but he’s no longer trying to
 grab the treat out of my hand. Maybe because I’ve switched the treat to
 the other hand and he just has to follow my empty hand to the floor.
I will say that we had no accidents in his bed the last two nights 
and I was working on a final Christmas bear order, I know I keep saying 
that, but I keep getting last minute bear orders, and I worked so late, 
he went into his cage to sleep. Woohoo! No fussing, just is totally 
acclimated to it.
When I bring the other puppy home, it’s going to be a new day dawning.
I did get my word goal down for yesterday, and about 500 extra words,
 but still about 2500 behind. Which is a lot less than I was behind. I 
spent a lot of time getting packages ready to ship. 
Are you ready for Christmas? I need to pick up some candy, but 
otherwise, I’m done.   Well, except for finishing the last bear order 
and then I’ll ship it tomorrow.
It’s an Amethyst Bear like this one.
Off to work on the story before I run errands. Max finally pooped out. :) I think he was waiting for his training.
We had another fun foggy day.
Have a great Wednesday!
Terry
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2 comments:
See I told you. You're getting trained. But you're up for the challenge. One more bear? LOL I think you're having way to much fun with that Wolf Pup.
LOL, I'm having fun. :)
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