Did your Britt make you laugh today? Did he do something so smart, you are blown away? Those puppy teeth causing you to tear up, and you need an outlet? Or do you want to post a picture of his or her latest point? This is the place for it!
We have a pile of scrap wood from building our current house in a far corner of the yard.
I was out with Oakley a few mornings ago. A mama and two baby skunks sat on top of the pile.
Very calmly and slowly, I told Oakley "leave it" and backed up with him. He left them alone.
I gave thanks to The Dog Goddess, gave Oakley some chicken for breakfast, and had chocolate with mine.
The point of [dog guardianship] is to open oneself to becoming partly a dog...Edward Hoagland
At least that skunk story has a non-aromatic ending Chicken sounds like the perfect reward for not escalating the encounter....ooooh, yes, chocolate works too
I hate walking Lola in the dusk because I'm always afraid there is a skunk at the side of the road that I can't see. We ran into one just the other day. Lola clearly knew it was there. I could just make out the dark creature.
Yikes!! Good boy Oakley!! And good job Fran for all the training you've done with him. He's turning into a great boy there, and chicken for him sounds well deserved.
Unfortunately Kona wasn't so lucky last summer. We came home from a night out and took her out to go to the bathroom. There's a dumpster in the alley where I throw the bags and the skunk was under it. She saw it well before I did and it got her. Of course it was quite late, and the evening out had involved a glass of wine (or more likely 8...). We bathed her as well as we could which is the wrong thing to do but we didn't have any other option. Took a few weeks for the smell to get out of the house.
holisticmom wrote:We have a pile of scrap wood from building our current house in a far corner of the yard.
I was out with Oakley a few mornings ago. A mama and two baby skunks sat on top of the pile.
Very calmly and slowly, I told Oakley "leave it" and backed up with him. He left them alone.
I gave thanks to The Dog Goddess, gave Oakley some chicken for breakfast, and had chocolate with mine.
The point of [dog guardianship] is to open oneself to becoming partly a dog...Edward Hoagland
Chicken sounds like the perfect reward for not escalating the encounter....ooooh, yes, chocolate works too 
