Uh oh...something's going on, and I have a feeling it isn't something I'm going to like. Last night some suitcases came out of storage and Linda and the mister are putting clothes in them. I have an awful feeling. Last year something like this happened and Linda was gone for ages.
Today we went for a walk, and she said how much she was going to miss me and Honey.
Definitely not to my liking.
And these days it is so cold; who am I going to cuddle under the blankets with? And I hope the kids don't forget to feed me (not that I couldn't use to lose a bit of blubber), or walk me or play with me.
:(
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Clicked into a Grooming Session
I have to admit it. I hate begin brushed. I am not used to it, and if I must be perfectly honest, I don't get used to it because it doesn't get done often enough.
And I guess part of the reason why it doesn't get done often enough is the frustration Linda has when she brushes me and I am always resisting. And pulling my paws away, and trying to nip her hand or the brush. It's a struggle. I know I look really handsome when my hair is all nice and fluffy, but I just can't stand having my legs touched.
Today she got me! She sat me down on the sofa with her, and got out that stupid slicker brush again. But, lo and behold, that cup of treats that she uses for clicker training came out too! I didn't see any clicker though. No, today there was no "real" clicker. She used a word marker "YAS" and treated. Yas, treat, yas, treat. I got it!
She set a timer for 15 minutes. Out came the brush. As long as I was quiet and didn't struggle, i got the Yas, treat! Yay. Sometimes it came quickly, sometimes it took a few strokes. Then she started on my legs. I must say she was very sneaky. She started out just holding a leg (yas, treat, yas, treat), and then rubbing them well with her hands (yas, treat, yas, treat), and finally using the brush.
By the time the timer rang, I had had a swift brushing all over, including my tail, and I didn't struggle once.
After she was done with me, she did the same with Honey (you wouldn't believe the fur that comes out of that dog.) And when the timer went off...guess who jumped up onto the sofa for another round of grooming? Yay me. I tell you, this clicker business is the greatest.
I was going to add a picture of Honey and her hair...but the "add picture" thingie isn't working.
Later.
And I guess part of the reason why it doesn't get done often enough is the frustration Linda has when she brushes me and I am always resisting. And pulling my paws away, and trying to nip her hand or the brush. It's a struggle. I know I look really handsome when my hair is all nice and fluffy, but I just can't stand having my legs touched.
Today she got me! She sat me down on the sofa with her, and got out that stupid slicker brush again. But, lo and behold, that cup of treats that she uses for clicker training came out too! I didn't see any clicker though. No, today there was no "real" clicker. She used a word marker "YAS" and treated. Yas, treat, yas, treat. I got it!
She set a timer for 15 minutes. Out came the brush. As long as I was quiet and didn't struggle, i got the Yas, treat! Yay. Sometimes it came quickly, sometimes it took a few strokes. Then she started on my legs. I must say she was very sneaky. She started out just holding a leg (yas, treat, yas, treat), and then rubbing them well with her hands (yas, treat, yas, treat), and finally using the brush.
By the time the timer rang, I had had a swift brushing all over, including my tail, and I didn't struggle once.
After she was done with me, she did the same with Honey (you wouldn't believe the fur that comes out of that dog.) And when the timer went off...guess who jumped up onto the sofa for another round of grooming? Yay me. I tell you, this clicker business is the greatest.
I was going to add a picture of Honey and her hair...but the "add picture" thingie isn't working.
Later.
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